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Sunday, 15 May 2011

Monster Mash!...


You just cant beat the highs and lows of fishing, can you? As per yesterday's post i headed back to "land of the giants" today, what with the sun in the sky this morning i fully expected a glorious early summer day, i picked up Adam on the way and by 11am the car was in the lay by next to the stream. The sky was now grey, the wind was cold, and after climbing over the fence we walked a long way before we saw any sign of a fish!

Eventually we came to a small weir where the flow runs into a deep pool flanked by a slack of two depths, having had a couple of enquiries here last time i gently waded into the pool and began to cast. I was using a slim damsel-esque nymph tied with a black tungsten bead head, it's a pattern that's taken a LOT of fish for me over the years, and not just Trout. I cast it across the flow into the slack, let it sink to about 3/4 depth then started a short jerky retrieve, within 5 seconds there was a tap then the line tightened, shortly after a small and greedy Brownie came to hand, and we'd opened our account!


I slipped him back and widened my across the flow, the nymph was only moving for a second or two before i felt a tap, then another after which everything went solid into a weightier fish, only it wasn't trout?! Expecting a turn of pace and a leap i was amazed to feel a rather familiar jag jag, then confirmation rose from the depths to reveal a beautiful silver flank etched in blue with blood red fins and a lovely Roach of almost a pound came to hand! I've caught plenty of Roach on the fly, but none on a fly 2ins long!...


We moved further upstream to where it narrows and becomes more overgrown, Adam spotted a nicely marked fish and promptly extracted it from it's lie beneath an overhanging bramble bush, i nearly fell in whilst netting it for him, lying flat on my stomach for maximum reach left me unable to get up again without a lift...




As we walked the bank through the now long grass and nettles something caught my eye, fluttering in amongst the prickly leaves...


By now it was really quite cold(the water freakishly so!), not what you'd expect in May that's for sure! Or is it?! I managed to fluff a fish that did me last weekend, unfinished business that i look forward to reconvening! We came across some small fish rising steadily before one took my fly soon to spit it again, and it even began to rain a little, but things didn't stay dank for long...

We moved into one of the last pools where there was a fish again rising steadily, we stood behind him trying to crack the code as to what he was taking, i was sure he was taking olives but after changing my fly half a dozen times i was beginning to loose faith! We could clearly see the fish moving from side to side picking of his chosen meal, he was in the slightest bit concerned about my various patterns going over his head, which was bloody lucky!

As my tippet grew shorter and shorter i tried one last pattern, a more sparse olive that sat very low in the film, and this...............he liked! After a cracking battle a superb fish graced my net, long, lean and twice as mean...



Within 30 seconds of my fish sliding away below the reflections another fish rose just below some trailing brambles, Adam stepped up with a small spent olive pattern, made the cast and was rewarded with the most amazing fish for such a small stream! The fish lept a few times, ran upstream, ran downstream as well as doing it's damnedest to break Adam off in the trailing brambles! A few pictures as he came to the net...





I cant tell you how big our smiles were once he was finally in the net, a very impressive fish, a brute in every way!...



This place just seems to get better and better, full of surprises, i cant wait for the Mays to start, couple that with a calm warm overcast day and i think it's going to be hard to beat!

The week ahead may be a slightly damp one, the streams could do with some water, not too much though eh?

Cheers,


Graham

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