The second fishing trip of the summer was rather more pleasant than the first. At the very least, it didn't snow on me on this trip. Which it shouldn't, as summer is now in full swing. The fishing was not any better, though, because once again I went home empty-handed. However, the weather was exceptionally beautiful. When no fish can be found, one can start fishing for pictures. In the photo is my old fly reel that I damaged through neglect. The reel, the rock, and the rod frame the Hengill mountain nicely.