Wake me up when it's March

It's about this time of year that I start to get a bit gloomy. Dreadful weather , Iceland adverts on the telly, no dry fly fishing.....November really is the cruelest month. Anyway, after looking through some old fishing pics I thought I'd share them with any readers of this blog. The majority come from my Patagonian summer last year. March, and the glories of English springtime, cannot come soon enough for this melancholy fisherman.

What the hell?

What do you think this ominous looking shadow is?

I was just looking back at some newly developed photos of my South American trip and thought that readers of this blog might care to speculate on the type of fish in question. It looked to weigh upwards of 30lbs.....