Most anglers went with sinking lines while I opted to go with the full floater, long leader and a Damsel. For the first five minutes or so nothing, then I really got into it. Fishing from the sheltered corner I connected into a slab and it took off like a rocket. As there was a prize for the heaviest fish I took time to play it out.
Weighing the fish before releasing, it crossed the scales at 9lb and two casts later and I was in to an even bigger fish but lost it in the weeds. I managed another three before having to move but my adrenaline was racing. That was my last action till after lunch where I dropped another four before landing two more. The trout were in fantastic shape and fought really hard considering the cold.
As the match progressed more and more rods called it a day. It was getting to the stage at one point the eyes kept freezing over and I had to keep my rod sub surface to stop it. However, the cold eventually got to me and I had to retire and await the results.