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Sunday, 20 March 2011

Firsts and lasts...

Come tomorrow(Monday 21st March) it'll have been a week since the coarse season ended, so naturally i took a couple of days off work to make the most of the last hours, Sorry for the lateness of the report!

On Friday i headed to the usual places on the river trying to tempt a Pike or two, which i did manage although they were only small fish with the biggest going 6-7lbs, the smaller one was fantastically marked, really vivid in the weak spring sunlight, i would've snapped him but he had other ideas and flipped free before i had the lens cap off...

After returning home for some lunch i popped down to my local stream hoping to meet a lady or two, I've not had many Grayling this winter having spent most of my fishing on the river in pursuit of Pike so i thought it would be nice to see one last one before a couple of months of trout.

Walking the bank down to where i intended entering the water there was a definite nip in the air, although the sun was out the wind did feel chilly when exposed, but once down the bank and sheltered it was a beautiful temperature and i was soon glad to be up to my waist in the cool stuff! I'd set up my little cane 6ft 6" 4wt, normally meant for dry fly fishing(which it does very well indeed) but today i would be fishing a single bug, a small 16's with a tungsten bead head, copper and hare's ear body with some flash for a tail. I worked my way upstream prospecting likely lies and it wasn't long before i was into a fish, only this was no Grayling, it jumped, again and again! The nice Brownie eventually came to hand after swimming right round me more than once and leaving the water half a dozen times, i took a quick pic then slid him on his way...


I moved up a little further and flicked the little nymph just on the edge of a crease, the line was just settling on the surface when it stopped dead, i lifted the rod "snagged" i said to myself before the snag made its way upstream despite the severe bend in the rod! I turned it at which point it shot downstream of me and i caught a glimpse of the dark edged tail "Chub!" i smiled. I was terrified the little hook would pull out as i worked him back upstream, but it held fast and soon he was in the net, not the biggest, a little lean but as strong as they come, and as it would turn out, my last of the season!


I waded my way upstream till i was almost back at the car without so much as a sniff from a Grayling, which was odd as there are plenty of them in this stretch, so very nice ones too for the size of the water! I'd got to the second to last pool when the line stopped on the water, i lifted, felt what i thought was the fly breaking free from some weed on the bottom and preceded to swing it in to check it before i fished on, at this point i felt a distinct wriggling sensation then noticed the small dark fish attached to my fly! It was a Bullhead, and my first on the fly, despite the tiny size i was over the moon! It's been a while since i added a new UK species to my fly caught list(now 20) so it really made my day! Beautiful markings too when looked at closely...


That was my last fish, it was a great afternoon and the little cane rod was a welcome change from the 8ins flies i chuck with the 8wt!



I teamed up with My brother Adam for the last day on Monday, heading back to the river with a big Pike in my mind! The river were a little low for this time of year and the clarity was almost too good, some green would've been good to combat the bright sunshine. We covered the first spot(both banks) without a touch, the second place was my mine to fish through first and, well just watch the video...

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With the river being a little low i really didn't hold out that much hope for this place, wrong again I'm glad to say! Last year it was a 14lber and the year before a 16lber, both on the last day! No "properun" this time but a nice way to end the season...

We fished one last spot and as a last resort broke out the spinning rods hoping for a Perch, i managed a big fat zero but Adam took a funny looking Pike from the weir! A chub around 5lb nailed a 6ins plug almost as soon as it hit the water, and some folk still say chub aren't predatory?! Obviously packing on weight ready for spawning...



As we headed back to the car we were treated to an aerial display from three young swans and their parents, I'm not sure I've seen swans flying so high before, great to see the newbies landing though...



So that's it, the river and it's residents are left to their own devices till June(and rightly so), no more slinging 8" flies tied on 5/0's and stripping them back waiting for the line to tighten, and to be honest i think not a moment too soon! It was just starting to get a little too much like hard work, using the heavier gear is OK but it's a means to an end for me, if it were possible(it's sadly not) I'd never fish with anything any heavier than a 5wt, part of the original appeal of fly fishing for me was the light gear, little tackle needed and mobile approach and now, at this time of year it really comes into it's own! The cane comes off the hanging rack and looks forward to getting bent by some feisty wild brown trout, rods between 5ft and 6ft 6" small stream tools, floating lines and hopefully not too long before dry flies!

It's kind of sad to leave some of my favourite spots on the river just as it's coming back to life, but at the same time the small brooks and streams and in the same game and also waking up and yawning after the snow and ice of winter. I look forward to getting out on my local small stream, and back to my favourite tiny overgrown trickle as well as getting to know a new water. A small river a little further afield that holds unstocked native brown trout alongside it's coarse fish, I'm sure that this place will throw up more than the odd surprise over the coming year, and i cant wait to get stuck in, peering through armpit high nettles to get a glimpse of the dark shapes leaving rings on the surface........

So for now it's Bye Bye to the 8wt(it's next outing will surely be salty) and hello to trutta tackle, ten days till the Trout season starts, i may have to visit a lake before then!(wink wink)



Cheers,


Graham

4 comments:

  1. grand blog, great read with great pics. cheers
    rgf

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  2. Looking forward to your next instalment Graham.

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  3. Me too Tom, is it the first yet?!

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