In spite of the motorway, Chertsey is a beautiful venue and we just couldn't resist going back there today.  On the new road in there is a huge oak tree, the likes of which you don't see often in the States.  There is nothing in the photo by which you can gauge the size.  But I can tell you that if I were to stand facing it, with my back to you, and try to put my arms around the trunk you would easily still see my hands.  They would, possibly, go only about a third the way around it.

Surprisingly, even though we didn't get to the lake until half eleven in the morning, it was not that busy.  We chose a nice wide peg on the southeastern shore, which cut the noise from the M3 motorway considerably.

 

The morning was bright.  Blue sky and puffy clouds.  Low humidity and a good breeze... at our backs. 

Steve wondered if we were setting ourselves at a disadvantage, but I reminded him we tried it on the opposite shore with the wind in our face and that didn't do us one bit of good.

 

As usual, while Steve set up the rigs, I went walk-about... and took his picture.

I found myself faced with unknown flora again in the form of these orchid-like flowers.

I did find something I could identify... English Ivy on a tree stump.  Yes, I know it has nothing to do with fishing, it just looked interesting, sitting there in the shadows.