A new venue for me - a huge reservoir said to contain trout and pike. I fished various dead baits, one under a drifting pike float, the other popped up from the apparently 58ft depth. 

With autumn in full force, it's a beautiful venue and being far from any decent roads, is the quietest place I think I've ever fished. It was just me and my tinnitus.

Sadly the fishing was equally quiet as though I changed depths regularly and explored all of the very wide and open swim, neither rod got a touch in 5 hours. I'd also bought a lure rod, so having shoved the heavy guns back in the car, I started to walk the lake for a few bonus casts and to suss out other swims for next time. It took me 45 minutes to walk around the elongated reservoir during which time I found only one 'proper' swim where my lure was ignored and maybe three more that I could have accessed by sliding down the slightly less steep bank if I'd felt more confident of climbing back up the mud afterwards.

Probably wont go there again, but somehow still enjoyed the day.