A week long trip to the land of Abba and all things blonde promised lots but delivered boredom by the bucketful,unless you got off on lakes and pine trees.

Oh look,there's another pine tree,oh....is that another lake I see
We had a early morning flight,so we got up at the crack of stupidity to ensure we got through security ok,but I think having the first checkpoint at junction5 on the M56 was going over the top.

Anyway after 3 plane changes we reached the back of beyond

and after another 90 mins drive we arrived at Chez Shed,an all wood affair,well what do you expect in the land of pine

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After a breakfast of smoked smokey things

Yep,everything is smoked,............cornflakes,butter,milk...there was more smoked things than you'd find in the pink caravan at the weekend

.Alcohol is soooooooooooo expensive that we had to pack our own,which left little room for clothes.So following Lee1317's example I just took my Mustad earplugs.

The fishing was sooooo easy that my old mate Millsy would bag up.

It was pike,perch or roach a chuck

Casting into weed or reed beds I mostly used a snag free lure to take pikelets and good perch( will post picture of lure) a small worm on the lead would give you you a roach a chuck.If I was ever tortured in to going back there,then I would try a few different things like fishing bollocko,with an eyepatch and swanshot for bait,but hey thats then and this is now.Here are a few pictures.
