Out on Lewis and Harris the moorland and machair lochs run to the dozens — Loch na Craoibhaig and the Hamanavay waters are representative of a whole tribe of them. Peat-stained, wind-raked, often barely above sea level, they hold dark little wild browns and, where a burn lets the sea in, sea trout that here break the British rule and run in daylight. The fishing is the old loch game: a team of wets, a good wave, and a willingness to walk. These are not big-fish waters as a rule, but a half-pound Hebridean brown off a peaty loch with the wind howling and the light coming and going is worth a good deal more than its weight suggests.
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