After my success on the R.Tame it was time to move on, after slipping back that beauty I retired back to the car and had a good nights sleep, with one of the windows half cracked open I could hear the chorus of Owl chatter as I drifted off. Nice. Sunrise came and at the alarm I was already up and tea brewing such was my eagerness to get moving on, with another day of angling ahead I packed away all my wet gear and off I went, goodbye Tame and hello Anker. A totally different river, much more intimate,...