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Monday, 31 May 2010

Bank holiday weekends, wetness and woodpeckers...




Due to other commitments i was only able to get out once this weekend, and that day was Saturday, the wettest day of the bank holiday...

I made my way to my favourite tiny stream accompanied by Adam, it was his first chance to get to this stream this year so he was really looking forward to it, the weather man was right for once and the windscreen wipers didn't get much rest on the hour trip to the venue.

We couldn't wait and jumped over the gate to have a look at the stream before we got into waders etc, much to our amazement it was very close to it's usual gin clear clarity! Once dressed for the proceeding we scrambled down the ladder and set about putting up, i opted for a beadhead PTN as last week and Adam decided to ring the changes with a small dry fly. There was nothing rising despite a few flies coming down the flow, i prospected my way through the first pool and more or less instantly hooked a nice feisty brownie, about average size for the stream and full of beans...


Adam fished his way up a few pools and riffles and put different flies over a couple of rising fish but struggled, he'd forgotten just how tight this stream is, there's no easy casting at all here and many interesting forms of the roll cast need to be employed to get the fly into a fish's path!

We came to a heavily tree lined section which was good as the now steady rain was beginning to get us both more than a little damp, as Adam made his way towards a rising fish we both heard the sound of small birds chirping away very close by, we eventually narrowed it down to an obvious Woodpeckers nest within a tree. The beautifully engineered hole in the trunk funneled the racket that resonated around the tree's hollow inside, we couldn't decide if the chick's were higher or lower than the hole but for their sake i hope it was higher as this entrance was only five feet from the stream meaning a botched initial take-off could mean an early bath!...

The rising fish came to nothing which became the story for the rest of the day, i managed one more on the nymph but nothing came to the dry despite MANY fly changes...


We trudged our way on upstream through the rain until it suddenly stopped, the sky brightened for a while and there was a almost instant increase in temperature, it was like someone had flicked a switch, and although the fish were no easier to catch at least we could spot them again the stones as the sun picked them out for us. A few may's started to hatch and Adam changed his dry accordingly, he fluffed a few, which is easily done with these wily, river ninja trout but eventually fooled one, another spirited, bullet shaped fish that put a good bend in the cane...


By 4pm we'd just about reached the top of the length and were wet and tired, we headed back for the car stopping at another Woodpecker nest we'd spotted. This one was high in a tree a little way back from the bank side, the parents were skirting around but wouldn't go to the nest while we were there, we hid under a low dense tree and waited...



It's moments like this that make the experience richer and all the more complete, sure it was wet and not as warm as it had been, ok we only managed a couple of fish but really, who cares when you've lost yourself in a wild place for a day, seen wildlife that a lot of folk have no idea exist in tiny streams and their surroundings and heard nothing but birdsong and running water, it's gotta be good for the soul, Surely?

I may have a new toy to fish with in the next few days, the weather man predicts higher temps, overcast skies and no rain for the end of the week and next weekend, lets hope he right!

Cheers,


Graham

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