I had a last minute opportunity to get out on the river today - with northerly winds and clear skies forecast, I wasn't expecting much. Fortunately, I turned out to be very wrong!
I made it to the river about 11am and there was already a good amount of fly life on the go and a few fish rising here and there. By midday the place was alive with fly life and the fish were not shy on coming to the surface. There seemed to be flies of all sorts coming off at the same time; uprights, sedge, stoneflies, midge etc. Even some terrestrials in the mix with some Crane Flies drifting about.
There seemed to be a lot of little Sedge coming off, the gusting wind bringing them down stream in clouds - so plumped for a small Deer Hair Sedge. I missed a few fish on it so persevered, working up the pool, until I managed to net this chap:
At just under two-an-a-half pounds I was really chuffed - a new best brownie for me!
After releasing him, I saw a fish further up the pool so started working up the edge of the bank. I took a few steps and just about stepped on a fish right beneath me. Seemingly not bothered, it slowly slinked its way up stream a few yards before it spotted a tasty morsel and nonchalantly sipped it off the surface. Mesmarised - I stripped some line off and somehow put a cast a four or five feet ahead of his snout. During what seemed to be an eternity, I watched him look at it, let it go by, turn and come back down stream for it, before snatching it and shooting off into mid stream. Carnage, and a sore arm ensued before fumbling him into the net.
In the net at three and a quarter pounds and around 20". My first wild Broonie over 3lbs (the fish five minutes previously was my fist over 2lbs
). A strong kick back into the current was the icing on the cake.
I spent the rest of the day farting about watching birds, flies and fish slashing the surface. At one point I stood high on a bank and watched 5 fish of a decent size dart around in a slow but shallow pool, one moment rooting around amongst the rocks the next moment plucking something off the surface and at no point staying still! Various hatches came and went until about 5.30pm and whilst I missed a few more fish (d'oh!), managed to net a few more on the dry too.
A magic day on the water.
James