Country Diary
Aug 11, 2021
3 minutes
Patrick Laurie
There has hardly been a drop of rain here in Galloway since the middle of June. In a normal year, the river would be high and rising by now. Salmon and sea trout would be nosing their way inland and my nights would be spent casting into the deep pools below the house. Night fishing had become an annual ritual, but the pleasure has been deferred this year for the lack of running water. I cross the bridge and look down at the
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