A little late, but I fished Red Brook for Salters the morning after Christmas.
It was a beautiful winter day with temps in the high 40s. After 3 hours of fruitless fishing I decided to take one last cast in the pool below the footbridge. The water was murky from the incoming tide, but I could see a bright flash as I stripped in my wooly bugger. After a quick fight I had this fat salter in hand - the largest wild brookie I've caught.
I had to head home, so I caught only one fish, but it was well worth the trip.
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