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Monday, 14 June 2010

Struggling, spinning and sneezes...

Well Saturday was interesting, in fact it was...............an education.

As i promised myself i was up early and got to the stream in record time due to the lack of traffic, i was there roughly four hours earlier than a normal fishing trip, and that was for a reason. I intended spending at least a couple of hours with the camera before i started fishing, the young Kingfisher spotted last week being my focus. Well to cut a long story short it didn't happen, i spent three hours in a couple of different haunts along the stream hoping to snap him while he sat on one of the many perches, but he didn't. In fact i didn't see him at all, i did however see a male adult kingfisher so my guess is that the young have been sent packing to find their own patch, a shame as i thought my chances of getting a good shot of the young would have been greater than the wiser adults. Oh well, I'll just have to put the hours in i guess!

I did spend some time near one of the greater woodpecker nests, I'll put the video up when it's been sorted but in the mean time here's a quick snap of the young taking in the view...


I'd been creeping around in the long grass for nearly four hours and by this time my hay fever was NOT impressed, my eyes were streaming, throat as itchy as an itchy thing that's got an itch and the sneezing was just about unbearable, time to get in the water!

After a short trip in the car i was downstream of my usual stretch where i fancied a slight change in venue, it's very similar with it's tight and diminutive proportions, overhanging trees and deep dark holes, but as i don't fish it as often it's slightly more "fresh" to me.

I'd just traversed the first obstacle to reach the stream and was watching the water from behind a tree when something caught my eye at my feet...


By now the sun was out and the day warming up, as i entered the stream and worked my way from the Fields and beneath the canopy i felt myself relax and my sneezing eased, who says fishing isn't good for you?! There really is nothing like small stream fishing to make you feel at one with the world, well the natural world i guess.

The stream seemed quieter than last week, much less fish moving, which surprised me, sedges were everywhere, Welshman's buttons i think but it was tricky to tell while they were on the wing, fabulous pilots! After wading a fair way upstream i came to an area i remembered to be good for a fish or two, not exactly open but with some gaps in the trees giving one a chance to spot a fish...



I came across two fish rising to what i thought were the sedges, i was wrong and put them both down, i came to a third and tried a small olive-ish emerger as i'd seen one or two coming down, this was also ignored before spooking the fish, ok i may have chosen the wrong fly but these fish were really on edge!

I came to a little sunlit corner with plenty of demoiselles hovering around and making their presence know to any females in the area, i just happened to look down and watched in amazement as one sat on a frond of weed on the water's surface then began to walk itself sub-surface to lay eggs! A completely incredible sight, and one that i've never had the pleasure of seeing before, i did manage a little video of the act and again will add it asap, here's a couple of snaps...



After spending half an hour or so with the demoiselles i moved further up the stream to the deep pools where intended testing my recently tied mayfly nymphs, it didn't quite go to plan...

I wandered round a shallow corner and looking upstream, to my horror there was a young chap with a short spinning rod throwing a lure of some sort around in my pools! I was about to shout out to him when the curiosity took hold, i was intrigued to see if he hooked anything and if so how big it was, and if he did? i could then reveal myself from behind a tree and make sure he put the fish back, after all spinning is within the rules, if you're into that kind of thing for Trout, personally i feel they deserve something more fitting. after a few more casts he left, fishless!...

As i reached a section with some riffles in a few mayflies appeared, both duns and spinners?!



In one of the pools i noticed a couple of fish staying close to the stream bed, i took my small dry off and changed it for a small beadhead PTN(fast becoming my favourite non dry!), i put it a little way ahead of the fish to give it time to sink then lifted the rod as it neared, the trout immediately turned for it and chased it for a couple of feet before giving up and heading back to his station. I changed the gold beadhead PTN for one with a black one a bingo, fish on!

Not a monster but very welcome indeed, probably around average for the stream and perfect...



Felling a bit more optimistic i stayed with the nymph and ran it through some more pools, none of which produced any fish, i came to a nice glide that was beautifully lit by the now high in the sky sun. It was narrow and shady in parts, then dark into pools which were lit so brightly each stone on the stream bed was clearly visible in water waist deep. I fished the nymph through it until a splash made me look up, i stopped in my tracks, waited and saw a fish nail a mayfly spinner off the top, the nymph came off...




I crept to within casting range and stripped some line off, then the weirdest thing happened! I'd just pulled two yards off the little salter with two tugs and a green woodpecker appeared on a tree no more than ten feet from me, he looked at me, i froze, then he disappeared round the opposite side of the trunk, i yanked another yard off and he reappeared twisting and cocking his head looking for whatever was making the noise. This went on for maybe five minutes until i must've moved causing hie retreat into the woods, who'd have thought it? A fishing reel so in tune with nature it will even talk to the birds!...

Anyway back to the fish that was still slashing into spent mays, i wound in the twenty or so feet of line i'd spent talking with the woodpecker and made the cast putting the fly just where it was needed, it was on the water for no more than two seconds before it disappeared in a swirl, the rod was raised and instantly assumed it's fighting curve! It was a short fight by necessity, the roots were the fish's only aim and i wasn't about to loose him in there! Shortly the hook was eased form his lip, snap snap, and he was on his way, pretty as a picture...




By now it was well into the afternoon and i wasn't to be too late in getting home, i waded a little faster hoping to find another fish rising to the mays and wasn't disappointed, it was only a small fish but he was full of spirit and finished my day off nicely.

I wandered back through the fields to car through a now lovely summer scene, there was only a few clouds in the blue sky and the neatly combed crops gently swayed in the breeze, buzzards called overhead and the hedgerows were full of small birdsong. The walk back took a little longer than i'd though due to me having to keep stopping along the way to take pictures with the camera, there were spent mays, more demoiselles and some lovely wild flowers(corn flowers?) at the fields edges in the the grasses...







I reached the car, packed everything away and made for home. It's now only two days till the rivers open for the start of the coarse season, i will struggle not to be distracted by the thought of Pike on poppers and big Chub on beetles fished on the 5wt, i may have to leave the stream for a week of two we'll see, i do love this kind of fishing, especially now i have right instrument for the job...



Cheers,


Graham

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