Welcome to Wildflies.com!...

Welcome to Wildflies.com, and i hope you enjoy the site!

Everything here is my own, the words, images and video, all taken by myself whilst out fishing or spending time in wild places, which is what it's all about in my view! Get out there and enjoy it, or grab a cup of tea, sit down and i'll go for you!...

If you have any questions, queries, comments or would just like to get in touch, feel free to contact me at:

Email: ghamrawson@gmail.com
Twitter: @Wildflies
YouTube: https://youtu.be/fEI7JtR7rCo

Wednesday, 28 April 2010

The year so far...

I feel a quick recap of the year so far is in order, so here's a few pictures with a quick description...

14/03/2010
The last day of the coarse fishing season, a day i'd organised to meet a friend on my local Bristol avon to show him the ropes and hopefully get him a Pike or two on the fly. We had a terrific day with a few fish caught, and the best weather we could have asked for! The biggest fish came to my fly, this fit 14lber. My thanks to Tony for taking the snap for me...



17/03/2010
My local trout stream(as everywhere) has taken it's sweet time to wake up this year, but i eventually managed my first on a lovely day spent reacquainting myself with certain pools and riffles. He took a small olive...


Celandine




17/04/2010
After a spell of inclement weather i managed to get back to my favourite place for wild brown trout, a tiny little brook about an hour away. It's too small for grid fashion nymphing, so prospecting with a single dry is the order of the day when nothing is seen rising. Which was the case today, no fish fooled but it didn't matter, it was a glorious warm spring day and surely a sign of things to come...


21/04/2010
Short report from this evening...

Popped down to the local tonight for an hour or so after work, and how glad am i that i did?!

Pulled up and got out the car, much cooler than a couple of nights ago and much less in the way of flies(grannom) around. I got the gear on and walked downstream a while looking for rising fish, after some time and nothing spotted feeding off the top i decided to clamber in and wade back up to the car prospecting here and there and generally seeing what happened.

I'd just put up when a a circle appeared ten yards in front of me, i watched as a couple more appeared further up in the tail of a riffle(how i love riffles!). There were the odd grannom coming down so this is what i put to the circles, 40mins later i'd had three brownies, only small but full of spirit!

I carried on up the stretch chancing the fly in bubble lines/creases and the odd chug in a slack but nothing happened until i'd circumnavigated Mrs Mallard and her miniature regatta of offspring, once again i placed the fly just on the edge of the flow half way down a nice pool when up came a snout and it disappeared, a nice fish of around 10 ounces was soon in a chilled hand before the barbless steel was slipped out and he was on his way.

The next half an hour was quiet, i could see some way upstream and nothing could be seen moving so i decided to jump out and leapfrog up to the next set of riffles.

I worked my way up them until i was almost back at the car, the fly went out down one side of the main current, nothing, the other(far)side and "sip" the fly was gone. I lifted the rod and immediately felt the weight of a good fish, shortly before the line fizzed through the first finger of my rod hand and a very handsome brownie leaped three feet into the air! He went upstream, he went downstream, the cane bent under the cork but thankfully there were no roots where he could smash me. Eventually i had him in the net, and i slipped the fly out of his lip while he lay in the mesh. I took a couple of snaps and a quick vid of him on his way, as his spots melted away into the depths i was suddenly aware my legs were shaking! You dont get many fish like that in this stream(14.5ins), but when you do i for one cant help but be totally in awe of them, just incredible creatures for such tiny waters. You just cant beat the unexpected in fishing, it's got to be one of the biggest reasons we keep going back, it certainly is for me. Needles to say i'm enjoying a glass of the good stuff as a write this...

Nice fish


Monster!


A short vid of the big chap going back...



24/04/2010
I went back to the tiny brook today, and things have started to happen! I saw a few small fish rising to the most microscopic of flies, no of which i could imitate...

I did however manage to tempt two beautiful wild brownies from a small section of pocket water, one of which i actually saw leave the riverbed and chase down the fly! I was using a suitably tiny beadhead PTN fished under a grannom imitation, putting it through some of the deeper pools. I had a great time and saw a few better fish lurking among the roots, i cant wait to get back, hopefully before the rain arrives!

Such pretty little things...




So there we have it, the year so far. The weather doesn't look good for the streams this weekend, how does it knows it's a bank holiday?! I may have to try something different, we'll see...

Cheers,


Graham

No comments:

Post a Comment