Nick made his customary Sunday morning phone call to me at 8 30am, imploring me to head with haste to Salford and thence into the hills for some late season stockie action. My first cast - with a hopper on the dead drift - was consumed with a huge swirl and from then on in it was a brilliant day with fish caught, lost and missed. There was always something going on to keep us interested, and late on in the day Nick tied into an absolute lunker which kept him busy for a good ten minutes. There can't be too many days like this left in the year, with warm sunshine bringing some really nice fish to the surface. We finished the day with a lovely bit of cottage pie. It doesn't get any better than this! Thanks also to Nick for bringing a nice flask of coffee with him. What a gent.