I caught the most beautiful trout today.

I went to Loch Morlich early this morning (early for a Sunday anyway). It was a break from DIY in the shed and the chance to do a little fishing. The loch and the beach were quiet and there were a just few fishermen camping at the far end. Jane went for a walk with Sparky the dog and left me to it.

But it wasn’t all relaxation, honest. Paddling on the kayak gave me a chance to plan my next project. And I’ll admit that catching a few fish has also helped.

You know that fishing is a passion of mine and now I’m thinking about making the fish the heroes of the paintings, not just the shapes in the shadows. Something like fishy portraits.

Today was a chance to get up close and personal with them – I got three trout and a couple of pike. Not that you’d really want to  get too close to them. Too many sharp teeth!

But back to that beautiful trout.

You’ll see it on the picture below but it had a lovely golden belly. Seems a shame to eat it, but we will.

Sparky made friends with it too, as you can see.