A Perfect Storm (to fish in)

So last week one of the Kelvin fishers (Alex) asked me if I wanted to go and do a bit of Stockie bashing. Seeing as how it must be done a couple of times a season? (At least that is what I have decided on now) I agreed and the day was set for yesterday which was Monday. I had checked the weather in advance and it was for gales and rain. Alex was far more optimistic than me – Ach it’ll be fine a bit of wind will be good for the fish.
windy
So I got my stuff together and got the train into Glasgow Central with all the commuters received some funny looks as I was wearing my chest waders! Alex was sporting a rather large black eye which meant I did not recognise him at the station for around 10 minutes and then we were on our way…
would you trust?

Our venue was Harelaw fishery

Harelaw is a large, shallow reservoir, extending to 102 acres, including four and a half miles of mature, good wading banks, 4 dam walls and three islands. An averaging depth of 5-9 feet, ensures that fish can be found virtually anywhere on the fishery. Harelaw’s moorland setting is also home to a variety of birds and wildlife.

Needless to say it sounds great, it would have been great to if it hadn’t been blowing a gale and pissing down with rain. Or rather it was a great day out, it was the actual fishing that was bad, we did everything right (like casting and retrieving with pink zonkers) but the fish were dour and unresponsive. Alex managed one at 2lb a nice fully finned rainbow, oh and a nice brownie while I got 2 perch.

Big waves, pouring rain, the sound of a blob hitting you full force in the back….priceless.
blob
That’s what good memories are made of we kept telling each other. Another memory was when I took charge of the engine and ran as aground causing the engine to bugger up. We then had to row back up the loch to get a new one.
rowing
The day was good for stories and laughs (if we didnt laugh we would have cried)!! which just goes to show you that even on absolutely miserable days you can still have some enjoyment! You dont need fish to enjoy a days fishing (but it helps)

On the way home we saw some rather nice toads and frogs.

9 comments to A Perfect Storm (to fish in)

  • Alex

    Aah the joys of stockie bashing! You definitely got the hang of the “chuck & duck, then rip it back at the speed of light” traditional method of zonker fishing. You just can’t beat that satisying feeling as a size 4/0 pink zonker tied with an ounce of lead goes “thonk” on the back of your head at 70mph!!!!!!

    Great day out & absolutely unforgettable!

  • Sid

    You two are crazy! …or maybe Alex is just a bad influence??

    “The day was good for stories and laughs (if we didnt laugh we would have cried)!! which just goes to show you that even on absolutely miserable days you can still have some enjoyment! You dont need fish to enjoy a days fishing (but it helps)”

    Hope you at least had a flask of single malt aboard. :)

  • [...] Anyway, too cut a long story short we fulfilled two traditions, we went Pike fishing on Boxing Day and in grand traditional style we blanked. Hell, we even used big rattling plugs. I had asked Alex if he wanted to join us but he was up North spending time with his folks. Freezing cold, hungry, no fish, he would have loved it I said to myself as I thumped my freezing cold feet in an attempt to heat them up. There was lots of “Ha , would you rather be out here, battling the elements trying to catch Pike, or sitting in your house drinking mulled wine watching Crimbo telly” The packaging reads: …run the lure between and over reeds, be prepared for explosive takes [...]

  • [...] You might remember the last time I went stockie bashing myself and Alex went to Harelaw trout fishery. You might remember that after a day of absolute madness I was then ill for a few days after it. Its all happening again people, this Saturday a boat is booked, the weather is to be fucking cold and I am going to look out my waterproof trousers…be afraid, be very afraid! [...]

  • [...] So last weekend Alex, Mike and I headed up North for a little camping adventure. Alex and I travelled by train through to Edinburgh where we met Mike and then shot up to the River Tummel for the first leg of the adventure. When we arrived at the Tummel an angler came up to us and told us to make way for guys fishing Salmon, he then proceeded to boast that he had caught a 1.5lb trout on his salmon spinner and decided to leave it on the bank for some of “you trout boys” Needless to say it was eaten by an otter. He seemed quite proud of this and we watched as he skillfully cast out his giant flashy lure seeking for a salmon, I vowed to keep out of his way although not for the reasons he thought. We had a pretty good day on the river, we each caught a few trout, this is a picture of me looking like a gigantic bug (my other glasses make me look sexy, these make me look like a giant bee). [...]

  • [...] So to round off my week’s annual leave I decided to have another bash at Harelaw Trout fishery. The last two times I went with Alex my first rainbow remained elusive but to be fair the first time it was a howling gale with white horses and driving rain whilst the second time we tried to kid ourselves on it was a spring day when in fact it was a nice winters day (froze my rocks off). So Alex and I decided to get full blood lust tickets and spend an afternoon and evening going after rainbows. Sometimes you need to shake off tradition and try and “bag up”…in our case it would be Sainsbury’s bags…plastic ones at that. Alex enthused about the trout we would catch “bring a bag, a big bag….a sack even” and “the boat will be full of blood, it will be like a Satanist wedding” and “Kill em all, let God sort em out” On the loch we had plenty of time to talk about the differences in this type of fishing and fishing in rivers-I agreed it made a nice occasional change. There is something relaxing about just drifting along in a boat casting out, retrieving, not watching your fly constantly, thinking about drag. Just cast out, retrieve, cast out, and think about depth, retrieve- all very relaxing. It was a nice warmish day with only the occasional downpour of rain, the wind hardly got up to 5% of gale force (personally I felt kind of cheated at the least I expected to be struck by lightening). We had a brief bit of confusion in the afternoon when it turned out we only had an engine till 5pm however it was a nice evening with easy rowing weather and knowing that we were getting a lift down the road instead of hiking it made it all the better. I was first to get a trout, a nice wild fish of about ¾ lb …and then on the next drift a rainbow of about a pound and ¾. My first ever rainbow- I was surprised at how gently it took the fly “I think it might be a Perch” I said to Alex before it finally woke up and went for a brisk jaunt around the boat.. Much apologies for the photo, it was not until later that I realised the trout was gutted and this was the only picture I had. I have got to admit I cannot think of a nicer setting than Harelaw to get one, people are generally aware of what I think of fisheries and pellet pigs but Harlelaw is a wholly different, er, kettle of fish. We were using small traditional flies (keeping the Dog Nobblers in standby) which are what Brian the owner recommends. There was a competition on at night- I think one of the guys thought I was some kind of butler or something as he insisted on whistling me over to push out, untie, pull in and tie up his boat whilst calling me son. Alex had the same result as me, a wild fish and a rainbow, however his rainbow had a strange mutant extra fin. [...]

  • […] have a history with my pal Alex around having crazy days involving boats – Saturday was no different, due in part to the weather forecast which was was heavy rain for […]