We're slowly slipping towards autumn in Wiltshire, walking the dog at 6:30 am now has a distinct chill to it. This morning the water meadows were shrouded in a light mist, spider webs glistened like pearls from every reed and only the sound of the odd cow munching on grass kept me and my border collie, Murphy, company.

I get to walk along the banks of the Nadder and the Wylye during my walk and with steam rising from the early morning waters there was a nice rise happening. Sleepy anglers beware, the trout have noticed that you don't get to the river until 11:00 and have started feeding early. They can then go and have a kip while you whip the water into a frenzy with your casting...

By 10:00 however it's back to being summer. Not a cloud in the sky, 25 degrees, shockingly low water levels and slow flowing low oxygenated water trickle along the river. Much of the Nadder is slightly coloured after a few downpours over recent days but unfortunately this doesn't seem to have been enough rainfall to spate the river properly and clear some of the weed and silt.

Despite the lack of flow a couple of hours spent in the middle of the day today provided ample entertainment. Time spent on the river is NEVER wasted in my humble opinion, there's always something to see or learn. The old faithful Klinkhammer worked it's magic again, with todays flavour of choice being a tan size 16. Three beautiful wild fish, none over 3/4 of a pound were released to fight another day along with a number of small chubb and dace.