One of those days...

I finished nightshift and instead of going to bed for a sleep before starting my next shift I decided to try a new venue.
As the area, a good sized loch, was about 6 miles away I decided to go by bike.
I got to the area in about 45 mins and found that the only way to get to the loch was up and over a couple of hills, not easy pushing a mountain bike.
As i got to the top of the hill I saw that I now had to go over a bard wire fence (bike too) and then through a muddy slopping field full of cows.
I eventually got down to the lochs muddy shore and set up, I was using a ledger rig with mackerel bait, and cast out.
Nothing was biting so I moved over a bit and tried again.
still no bites, I decided to try a float.
After 2 hours without as much as a sniff of a fish, it started raining, then it just got heavier and heavier till I was soaked through. yes I had waterproofs and an umbrella but being in scotland they didn't do me any good.
I was baiting up under the umbrella and then standing up to cast out, which took about 10 secs, but the rain was that heavy that this was all it took to soak through my clothes.
when the wind started to pick up and my fingers started to get numb, I decided to pack up and head home. back up the muddy cow filled hill over the fence and then peddle home in the rain before getting a quick bath and back out to work.
it was just one of those days when I should have went to bed instead of going fishing, but it wont deter me in any way because as soon as I have another day off i,ll be heading out fishing again... no pain no gain.