Friday, 27 May 2011

Chasing rainbows and making plans

Its very rarely I kill any trout, Mainly because I mostly fish for wild brownies and grayling.  Two creatures that around here are to precious to just be caught once.   However on a recent trip I had fished a beck for the afternoon and was at the car playing with a new kelly kettle , brewing a fresh cuppa when she who must be obeyed rang. It was the usual call. " I suppose you will be staying till its dark " and "do you want something to eat"  when you get in... He parting comment was, "you havent brought any fish home for months I would like some trout for dinner tomorrow".  Well I had been wondering where to fish the evening so my mind was made up for me.  One club I fish has a couple of lakes one of which is liberally stocked with rainbows.  Its a pretty place made even nicer to fish by the population of water voles, sadly such a rarity these days .  Its just still waters just dont do it for me and I rarely fish it.  I hadnt visited it this year other than to show a new member its location.



When I arrived at the lake I was pleased to see that it was only me fishing .  The lake was very still and showed little surface activity.  I was determined to catch of the top though I really dont like retrieving  a nymph.

After a while I spotted signs of fish they were tight under the bank and seemed to be rising inches from it , just often enough to give me hope.   I had sign little fly life apart from a solitary mayfly .  So with that single clue a Mayfly with a deer har wing went on.  After around 10 minutes of exploring the margins I heard a crash behind me and turned to see a roe buck dissapearing just a few feet from me.  When my head turned back I then saw my fly bobbing back to the surface in the middle of a rise.. Bugger...... Anyway that at least gave me encouragement.   I kept moving and casting and eventually a good rainbow was on , It has been a while since I had been connected to a rainbow and had almost forgotten their acrobatics and stamina epecially on an 8ft 3 wt rod,.... Eventually it was in the net and dispatched ,  This was followed shortly after by another, smaller but even more lively.   I can report they tasted excellent.

The evening was made complete by the water vole. I did see one swim out the island and several times heard the distinctive ploop as they dive under the surface.  It was good to see them.

I am looking forward to the next two weeks I have holidays booked . I have a trip planned down south to the Monnow following last years monnow restoration auction.  I have a day planned to take the two guys who took part in the lets tackle cancer auction on my local rivers. Thanks again to those two.  I also have a day arranged when Android from the walks and fishes blog will join me on the Ure at Masham and I will be hoping to fit a trip or two in on my local becks just on my own. 

Monday, 23 May 2011

So far in May....

May this year so far  has a been an odd sort of month, before that March and April were mild and dry, drier than an April and May in Yorkshire have the right to be.  May started well enough but the last week has been full of howling winds and rain , and yet in all that the mayfly have started to hatch early this year,  I say early because up here in Yorkshire the Mayfly should really be called the June fly as so often its in that month that they really hatch.  As i type this its blowing I can see branches flying past the window and the last of the wisteria blooms are spread like confetti across the garden.  May? it feels more like November.  It just looks like summer .  Today it doesnt feel like it.



This month so far there have been a few trips memorable only as an anti climax.  Normally April shows a steady warming and in May the river really takes of, but this year in April the rivers were fishing beautifully but now we are faced with cold winds and stinging showers and becks that are already down to their bones.  A recent trip showed the Mayflies are hatching and the fish are taking them but yet with the low water and cold air things seem strangely distorted


The beck here is barely 9ft from bank to bank testing your casting skills , a pool here can be the size of a coffee table and the beck can go from 6inches deep to six feet deep in a couple of strides.






These beck fish are beautifully coloured but a 1 pound fish here is a monster.The fish here are delightful small and feisty free rising but very timid. A careless footfall can not be tolerated here, When you do catch them the colours are superb, truly jewelled fishes as that lovely book names them. This trip was a puzzle the fish in one pool would be taking mayfly and yet 50 yds away the fish wouldnt touch them but would be taking beetle patterns,  The 4 hours I spent resulted in many fish and the succesful flies varied pool to pool and included greenwells glory, mayflies, erics beetle and hawthorn patterns in fact almost half a summers patterns all in one trip.  Truly a mixed up season.




I have fished as often as work and family allowed there has been a work party to attend and tree clearance to carry out.  It was great to see fish rising in a stretch of beck that last year seemed dead, choked by a lack of sunshine but last years work is now paying dividends.  The feeled trees are used to form features and bank protection . There are miles to clear it is some task.
Tree clearance in progress

An area worked and cleared last year now with resident rising fish.
Lets hope these winds let up and those balmy summer evenings arrive soon , The evening rise is a truly special event lets hope that warm evenings arrive soon.