Winter or Summer a weekend morning routine for me is a long work with my ever faithful hound ruby the wonder dog. This year our spring has been dreadful the cold has hung on like the proverbial on a blanket. Fishing has been slow and it has been as if winter has just warmed up a little but spring hasn`t actually arrived. Usually by this time of year my winter hunger has been satisfied and I am settling in to the routine of early summer fishing. But not this year. So this morning I made the brave decision to combine the dog walk with taking a rod along for the of chance that ruby the wonder dog decided to play ball and actually leave some water undisturbed .Labs are fantastic dogs but I have to admit my normally pretty well behaved dog becomes deaf to all commands when faced with water.
Anyway feeling brave and getting out early I managed a parking space and the two of us headed upstream. Down near the sea the beck is exposed and the wind whistles up the valley making casting a line an interesting challenge.
First to fall for the klink was a tiny sea trout smolt Ruby wasnt impressed by me catching something by now she had made her first catch a fine example of a tennis ball god knows how she sniffs them out.
As we worked upstream the Sea trout smolts threw themselves with abandon at the little klinkhammer. After catching a couple I moved up stream looking for the wild brownies that are here as well its odd how the smolts appear I can fish here one week and see none and yet a week later the stream feels full of them.
Only a half a mile further up the valley becomes tree lined and more sheltered and a series of pools and waterfalls makes for some wonderful fishing scenery. This is one of my favourite litttle pools and dont ever remember fishing here and not catching.
Today this was one of three that came from the head of the pool. All on a tiny size 20 Adams the fish treated the klinkhammer with disdain . Generally the trick with catching these is fly size and presentation almost all patterns are taken but a heavy leader or splashy cast sends them down very quickly.
Whilst I am fishing the pool Ruby the wonder dog waits patiently , well when I say wait her lead was looped around a tree root . I reckon she needed a breather anyway.
I love catching big fish as much as the next bloke but I dont think the charm of catching these little gems on these beautiful becks will ever leave me. Anyway after a few hours we had done enough and breakfast was calling so all that was left was just a chance to show of our catches I had to admit Ruby had managed to bag herself a keeper .