Nominated in 2022 International Colour Awards
It was one of those dreary days in North Wales; the clouds hadn't lifted once and light drizzle dampened you from every angle. I happened upon this mountain lake where a father & son (I think from listening to them) were fly fishing from their little boat. I stood in silence in this tranquil Welsh scene, mesmerised by their action of casting lines out over the surface, a skill indeed. After a short while I found myself smiling though, as just beyond the ripples of movement from the boat and beyond the furthest reach of their bait, I noticed several large fish safely jumping for midges. Clever Welsh fish.