Christmas bought an unexpected and very pleasant surprise courtesy of my better-half. She had conspired with local artist Alison Vickery and commissioned this beautiful water colour of a wild brown trout for my Christmas present. The source material for the composition was, I'm told, taken from some of the images on this blog. The work was kept a complete secret from me and I had no inkling until the moment I opened the present on Christmas day. We've just had the picture framed in with a beautiful walnut finish and it now hangs proudly in our dining room. So thank you Sue, it's a very special gift from a very special person xxx. And thank you Alison for making Sue's idea a reality!
Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach a man to fish and he will eat for a lifetime
Sunday, 26 February 2012
River Colne - 18th February 2012
Well another season is fast approaching and the anticipation is becoming unbearable. New flies are being devised on the vice and purposeful inventory checks are being made in readiness for the first opportunity to wet a line. This winter has definitely been wetter in the west compared with last year so I'm ever hopeful of a flying start to the trout season. Last year river levels in the south Wales catchment were very low at the start of the season following a dry winter with prolonged cold spells, making for a very difficult start to the 2011 season. This winter's higher than average temperatures with good flows to the rivers will, hopefully, have stimulated the insect life and in turn made the trout hungry for an early bonanza!
As if to prove the point, I had a distinctly 'trouty' encounter recently on a Grayling fishing venture on the River Colne. Along with my two fishing buddies Peter and Simon, I spent a full day searching in vain for Grayling shoals with deep nymphs, exploring every likely pool and deep water stretch. Toiling in squally rain and wind was getting the better of me, but just as some late afternoon sunshine emerged a tell-tale tug on my drifting line finally yielded a fish.....a rather splendid out-of-season trout that succumbed to a Pheasant Tail Nymph. The fight was exhilarating indicating this was one fit trout. Naturally the debate in the pub afterwards centered on whether this fish "counted for the season...". After all Simon had managed to lure one of the target species during the session and was rightly pleased. One-nil to Simon perhaps! Either way a large trout doing it's level best to rid itself of your home-tied offering feels great whatever the time of year, so roll on 1st March!!
As if to prove the point, I had a distinctly 'trouty' encounter recently on a Grayling fishing venture on the River Colne. Along with my two fishing buddies Peter and Simon, I spent a full day searching in vain for Grayling shoals with deep nymphs, exploring every likely pool and deep water stretch. Toiling in squally rain and wind was getting the better of me, but just as some late afternoon sunshine emerged a tell-tale tug on my drifting line finally yielded a fish.....a rather splendid out-of-season trout that succumbed to a Pheasant Tail Nymph. The fight was exhilarating indicating this was one fit trout. Naturally the debate in the pub afterwards centered on whether this fish "counted for the season...". After all Simon had managed to lure one of the target species during the session and was rightly pleased. One-nil to Simon perhaps! Either way a large trout doing it's level best to rid itself of your home-tied offering feels great whatever the time of year, so roll on 1st March!!
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Tuesday, 23 August 2011
Return to Pantyscallog - 20th August 2011
After what seemed like an eternity waiting for my next opportunity to fish my favourite river, I finally found myself packing the rods into the car and making the familiar trip along the A40 to Brecon Beacons. This time I was accompanied by my fishing pal Pete who had carefully negotiated his "day pass" to coincide with mine. The conversation in the car was animated, flitting between work, holidays and the state-of-the-nation. But inevitably we were soon talking "trout" - what condition would the river be in, what would the best tactics be; and so on.
On arrival at Pantyscallog it was immediately obvious we were in for a tricky session. The river Usk was very low and gin-clear with very little in the way of hatches or rising fish. This would be a day for ultra stealth tactics - keep a low profile, make delicate casts and stalk fish with utmost care.
Sure enough it took a while for things to start happening. After fruitless searches of the riffles with a duo rig, I finally spotted signs of feeding activity on a smooth glide. Several caddis species were starting to appear, along with some very small upwings, stoneflies and brook duns. A good fish was spotted within casting distance after inching my way up the glide. In went a delicate cast and within seconds the CDC & Elk was engulfed in a boiling rise. A fish was well and truly connected and a manic fight ensued with my 3WT bent almost double. The result was a fantastic wild brownie netted weighing in at just under 1 1/2 lb.
Another 1/2 lb fish was netted 30 minutes later on the CDC & Elk, just as Pete called by suggesting it was time for lunch - good timing Pete!
We continued to toil after lunch. Pete had been experimenting with various patterns and was finally rewarded after lengthening his leader and netting two nervy fish on a Parachute Adams. A further three fish made their way to my net in a post-lunch purple patch. As we headed toward tea time the rises stopped and the fly life seemed to have packed up and gone for the day. But with both of us having caught in such difficult conditions, I felt we had been sufficiently rewarded. Needless to say the conversation all the way back home was predominated by plans for the next trip!
On arrival at Pantyscallog it was immediately obvious we were in for a tricky session. The river Usk was very low and gin-clear with very little in the way of hatches or rising fish. This would be a day for ultra stealth tactics - keep a low profile, make delicate casts and stalk fish with utmost care.
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| Pete stalks nervy trout in a glide under the falls - an idyllic spot |
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| A rod-bending heavyweight prised from the water using ultra-stealth! |
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| The colour and marking variations of Usk trout always amaze me - this one was almost blue! |
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| A beat with a view - a glorious way to end the day |
Sunday, 10 July 2011
Pantyscallog Beat - River Crai, 2nd July 2011
A pleasing session on a very technical beat is how I'd describe this visit. The Pantyscallog beat is found at the confluence of the rivers Usk and Crai, in a very secluded setting. And it was the Crai that I'd really come here to fish, although I did have a wander down the Usk main stem just to size it up for future visits. The Crai is a classic small stream fly fishing venue and there was plenty to challenge my skills during the session. At Pantyscallog there is approximately 1 mile of fishing on the Crai (in addition to 1 mile of Usk fishing) which was more than enough for me.
Once again, the wild trout here are immaculate and in good fighting fettle. Although not large they gave a very good account of themselves when caught on light tackle. At the business end it was a CDC & Elk Hair caddis that brought the fish up, even in places where there were no visible rises which justly explains the opportunism of trout. Immediate reactions were required for the lightening quick rises. I must have been feeling tired because I missed loads and a few fish dropped off, but six wild brownies to the net was good going for an afternoon and evening session. Wandering back through the fields under a vivid sunset topped off a good day - I shall return!
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| Lower River Crai - looking upstream |
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| Falls on the Upper Usk, just below the Crai - a real beauty spot |
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| Red spotted treasure from the Crai |
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| Pause for reflection on my way back - how lucky am I?!! |
Thursday, 23 June 2011
Return to Fenni Fach - River Usk, 11th June 2011
I've had precious little time for fly fishing since starting my new job earlier this month, but I did manage to grab an afternoon a couple of weeks ago at a familiar beat. This return to Fenni Fach on the Usk proved to be very successful, although the squally showers did their best to put me off. Thirteen fish were netted during an afternoon of non-stop action, with fish rising even during the heaviest of the downpours. X-caddis, Copper John and LT Klinkhamer Special all proved to be fish-takers and the trout were fighting fit. One fish in particular was very memorable, which rose to the LT Klink and was nudging 2lb according to my scales. As indicated below, it had a tail like a shovel and took some careful coaxing to get the beast into the net. A highly satisfying day and well worth the visit!
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| A pristine Fenni Fach brownie succumbs to an X-Caddis |
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| Fin-perfect. The shovel-tailed 2-pounder |
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| The spots on this fish were as vivid a I've seen on an Usk trout |
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