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Saturday, 13 August 2011

Washing the salt off the waders...

Despite suffering from a little summer man flu(it'd kill a woman you know) last weekend i did manage to get out for a couple of hours. I was hoping to get out on the river for a mixed day of all coarse species but due to my lack of energy my local stream was a much more agreeable option, so trout it was.

At first i could only find small dace to bother my small sedge, which was the only fly i intended to use, feeling lazy doesn't even come close! Eventually something gently sipped my fly from the surface but on lifting the rod there was a very sizable swirl before the rod was nearly yanked from my hand! "Chub" i said to myself, and it was, a nice fish that normally wouldn't bother with such a small offering, perhaps like me he was having a little trouble with his stomach...


The stream is now almost bank to bank weed and any fish hooked had to be more or less bullied to the net, i was a little too soft with a couple of fish who repaid the favour by diving into the weed and swimming off leaving my fly in the fronds! I fished on putting the fly through the channels in the weed and soon i brought a small fish to hand, pretty as can be...



Further up the length i took a better fish after threading the fly through a gap between bank side vegetation and a tree, i managed to wrestle it free from the weed and soon he was in the net...


As i was returning him a good fish moved up ahead, i covered it with the fly which was taken as soon as it landed! The line tightened and the rod lurched forward, i lifted the rod and the line fell slack!!! I stripped the line in to check the fly only to find the bend of the hook missing?!?! I'll be back for him soon...

It was now getting dark and i took one other fish before it was time to head home, i took it from a "new" pool, named the landslide due to the bank collapsing and creating an odd little chicane. One other fish was rising in the same pool but disappeared while i played mine...



By the time i got back to the car i was shattered, but happy! It was great to use the little cane after the the double hauling of the 8wt, a good night, but isn't it always when you're fishing?

I hope to get to the river early tomorrow morning, to try some nice little fry patterns I've tied for the coast, i thought i might try them out on the Bass's freshwater cousin, I'm pretty sure Perch will take a fancy to them...

stay tuned.

Cheers,


Graham

1 comment:

  1. What a lovely looking chub. Looks very similar territory to a river I've just started fishing near Alcester. Not found any trout yet, but I'm sure they are there :-)

    Neil

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