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Sunday, 4 March 2012

Time's almost up...


An update is well overdue, as i write the rain is coming down steadily outside, and for the first time in a long time!

I've managed to get in a few trips in the last few weeks, one or two to my local river as well as a couple further afield...

First off was a day on my local river, Adam and i were joined by our friend Chris who didn't fish but spent the day as cameraman, shooting mainly video which I'll put together asap. It was cool day to start off with but soon warmed up once the sun made it over the sides of the valley, unfortunately we only took a couple of small Pike but it was a good day out with friends, plenty of banter and laughs made up for the lack of fish...

I had a day on the somerset levels with friends Luke and Malc(Nadder-diary), the weather was kind and once we'd bought day tickets we made the short drive to the river. The clarity wasn't great but Malc assured us that it was always so and didn't stop him catching his PB a couple of weeks earlier, with appetites whetted we started fishing our way along the length. It was quiet to say the least, Malc had a fish show interest in his fly early on, i saw nothing while Luke had a minor altercation with a local farmer. We reached some guys fishing with Roach poles who informed us that the gates had been opened the day before and the level had dropped a couple feet overnight, this along with a slight drop in temp could possibly explain the lack of action, although Malc finally broke our duck a good way down the stretch. Bait fish were been hassled where a drainage pipe splashed into the main river, every now and then little splinters of silver leapt clear of the water in attempt to evade the toothy ones, i couldn't reach them with my large flies and 8wt, Malc stepped up with a smaller fly on his 10wt and soon it had a nice lively curve to it..




Sadly Luke and i remained fish less, but a good day nonetheless and a place that definitely needs another trip...



We arranged to fish again Malc, Luke and i, "somewhere a bit more river like" was the topic of conversation before the venue was chosen, a date was set but sadly a last minute change of circumstances meant that Luke couldn't make it, so early one Saturday morning i headed south to meet with Malc near Salisbury, We headed down to Christchurch to Davis tackle for the day ticket and soon we were donning waders and making our way over gates to the river.

Throop mill and the Stour are more than a little well known, I'd not been there before, i think i was maybe expecting something else but after walking the banks a while it's the same as anywhere really, the same kinds of anglers you'd see on other rivers. The "all the gear and no idea" types rub shoulders with the newbie doing his best trying to control a float in flowing water for the first time, it was kinda nice to see, and of course Malc and i were the only fly rods on the water, of which it is a lovely piece! It reminded me of my local Bristol Avon, but "up a notch", wider and more powerful, even in it's low state(it's still raining!).

Malc made first contact having a Pike boil at his fly without sticking in just a couple of casts! I saw some movement along the reeds but all i managed to hook was another anglers lure, a fish arrow that now resides in the sea tackle. We crossed the river and noticed a nice slack under the bridge, Malc had a few casts across with no luck so from downstream i waded out to a reed bed where i put the fly right up into the foamy water, second cast BANG! My first Stour Pike, not a big fish but a very welcome one...(Pic By Malc)


We fished upstream to where the Red arrow sadly went down a while ago, we fished down stream to a lovely looking but fish less weir and nothing grabbed our flies, we headed back to the car and made our way to another stretch which we eventually found after a little mountaineering and what we'll call logistical problems...

We walked for miles without so much as a pull, some great looking features were covered and I'd love to come back in the summer with the 5wt and a box of big dries and buggers for the Chub and Perch, but for today the Pike were not playing ball, or we didn't cover them, always a problem when fishing a new river.(again Malcs pic)


Malc decided we should pop into a short but lovely stretch of the Avon on the way back, it was now around 4pm and by now the sun bathed the fields in a lovely warm light(or maybe it was the polarising lenses). Within 15mins i was into a small but strong fish that i was certain was much bigger than it turned out to be!(Another of Malcs pics)


We were both feeling a little tired after a day spent throwing 8" flies around, and i felt sorry for Malc who obviously wasn't having the luck that today, i managed one more small Pike which was annoyingly camera shy, a really nicely painted fish that leapt clear of my chinning and thrashed back into mid river. Within half an hour it was time to head home and after bidding farewell to Malc it was the hour or so journey north, which gave me chance to soak the day in, lovely area and somewhere i hope to visit again without a doubt...








And that brings us right up to yesterday, another day out with Adam at the usual haunts on the local. We both took 5wts along hoping to find some Perch or Chub, along with the 8wt pike gear. Our first stop brought Adam 2 Pike in fairly quick succession, including a nice one of 33ins(10-11lbish) i even managed a small one on the 5wt that took a tiny 4's zonker creation meant for Perch! thankfully 8lb mono holding just long enough to chin the little tiger...




A couple of Adam's pics



We fished a couple more spots with only one more small Pike coming to Adams 8wt, i left mine in the car and got sidetracked with the 5wt(the usual story), i ended up giggling away happily in the sunshine catching Minnows and Bleak, enjoying casting small flies at last. Adam got a text from his other half advising of a severe hail storm back home while we enjoyed considerable warmth in the valley, there was even a brave couple taking a dip in the river!




So there we go back up to date! It's the 4th March today, people in certain parts of the country will already have ventured out onto their Trout streams, and to be honest i cant wait to join them! The wild garlic is well on its way on the banks now and the whole riverside is starting to look much more lush, oh to be wandering around in a long sleeve shirt rather than a fleece beneath a jacket, it wont be long.....

Not long left to fish for Pike though, i hope to get out at least one more time before the close season starts on the 15th, last day of the season usually gives me a good fish, i hope this year is no different!...

Cheers,



Graham