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Sunday, 13 November 2011

Quick Pike trip...

The opportunity arose to get to the river this morning, and even though it was still low i felt the chance should be capitalise upon!

The river still needs a good flush through to clear some of the weed that's dying back as well as the countless leaves that now fill ever eddy and slack, it was going to be an interesting couple of hours, but as least the sun was due to be out once it came up.

I decided to fish 2 separate stretches and target some of my favourite spots, with the low levels there wasn't much point in wandering to far from the usual holding areas. The car was parked in a mist filled valley and i made my way down to the river, the familiar sound of the weir confirmed more water was needed, especially this time of year. I put up the 8wt, standard 6ft of 25lb leader to 18ins of 25lb culminating with a "roach" of 6ins in length, i stepped into the shallows and soaked the fly, although not necessary with a fly made entirely of synthetics mine incorporates a zonker or two thus a quick soak softens it back into its sinuous state.

I cast the fly upstream into the edge of a slack, let it sink a little..... strip....strip....Bang! The fish ran out of the slack across the flow and straight for the far bank, he was nearly there too, then the hook pulled free... A take first cast cant be bad though eh?

The next spot is almost classic "crabtree", where a side stream runs in on the far bank, just on a right hand bend, there's a lovely crease and slack to fish through but this time they proved fruitless. After climbing back up the bank the high vantage point I'd avoided on approach so as not to spook any fish showed the little stream was heavily coloured, no doubt putting off any toothy ones from feeding there.

Last spot on this stretch is under a tree where a small overflow pipe dribbles in, this obviously attracts small fish and therefore predators. My first cast saw me drop the fly over the tip of branch that luckily gave me the fly back, second cast was spot on, the fly sank a foot or two before i started the retrieve, the fly was almost to the rod tip when it was taken, a small fish, not a Pike........a PERCH! A nice Perch came to had after a spirited fight, the 5/0 Pike fly lodged in the corner of it's mouth, somewhere around the 2lb mark and coloured only as river Perch are...

That was it for that spot so after a short 10mins drive i was at stretch number 2, again i elected to fish the usual go to spots and waded from pool to pool fishing through them as i wandered. The sun was out now, lighting half the valley, i fished "the dark side" with more confidence and was soon up to a favourite slack of mine. It's unfishable from the bank but with a pair of chesties, a good knowledge of the riverbed it can be reached! It's completely surrounded by trees, overhanging, fly hungry, you know the ones. A right handed caster like myself must cast in the opposite direction and drop the fly into the slack on the back cast, all the time keeping the rod low to the water to avoid the trees. I managed it. This time, and the usual turn of events ensued. The fly sank a little, strip.....strip.......BANG! A nice fish boiled at the surface then took off down stream, i stopped him, then as i turned him he leaped, the first of four tailwalking thrashes, always a brilliant spectacle that brings a smile to my face. As the fish neared i could see he was quite long but lean, the fly was right at the back of his mouth, seems a long time since i caught a Pike that needed the forceps, more often than not they're hooked in the scissors. Wonderful colours adorned his flanks, bright and yellowy, and after a couple of snaps he soaked me as he shot off downstream...

I fished on through a couple more spots then it was time to head home for lunch, on the whole a very pleasant couple of hours, nice to get the arm into the swing with the 8wt and heavier flies and of course the warmth of the sun always makes Pike fishing a more enjoyable pursuit, all we need now is some rain, again!




  1. That is a fantastic Perch Graham, nice fishing, well done

  2. Cheers Tom, you cant beat a tidy Perch for colour and stature this time of year!

    Nice Red admiral pic:)