Did some. It has it merits. Some being: (1) beautiful little fish, (2) cool streams, (3) stinging nettles as epidermal toughening agent, (4) link to stream by way of consumption of fish flesh.
I wanted to bring home five Salmo trutta, but ended up with only three... okay with me. The fish were all small... okay with me. This little brookie sports some cool coloring.
The most interesting thing about this little trip was the weather... The skies were black, and the clouds were just rumbling-bumbling around - very loud. I had just spotted the best trout of the day, and I was hiding behing the veg casting to him... carp-style in a way I guess. Then somebody hit a switch, and the rain came like a tsunami - instant drenching. It'd been so hot, the downpour was very welcome. One second dry, the next soaked through - excellent. I walked the streamside in the rain thinking "can't get any wetter, so might as well stay out."