Looks like Glory of the North

Mike has finally written up a report of his trip up North..

The Glory of the North

The fool I am !

So just what the monkeys have I been doing?
Well, I have had two sessions fishing, one was down at my other river and one was on the tributary that I fish. In fact I would hardly call it a session as it was the first time that I have actually went fishing and only cast once- and that was only because I felt as if I had to, he fact that I had just slid through a nettle bush to actually get to the river had a little something to do with it. The reason I never had a cast was because it was just too damn low, there was very little water in it. I decided to walk down to the pool where it meets the Kelvin proper and got chatting toa couple of guys bait fishing for Salmon. As we were chatting a salmon of around 10lb head and tailed out of the water- most impressive. When I think about it that salmon was the first live one I have ever actually seen with my own eyes.
I mean I have seen dead ones, like this…
dead salmon
…but never an actual live one. The two guys were kidding me on about coming down with a “flying c” and you know, the thought actually crossed my mind. Of course what I should have done was turn back immediately and fish the vet school, ah the fool I am !!

Oh why did Steve Irwin not see the Danger Danger !!!

So I have been hearing mixed views on the death of Steve Irwin the infamous crocodile hunter. For some, it was an accident waiting to happen for a reckless adrenalin junkie who was just in it for the cash and for others it was a tragic accident that robbed the world of a dedicated Australian naturalist and wildlife expert.

To be honest I liked the guy and kind of sit in the middle, it was a tragic accident waiting to happen to a dedicated wildlife expert!

danger danger
Pity there will be no more “danger danger” !!

Rain and Nymphs

Short and to the point report.
Went fishing, caught a few fish to the dry fly even though it was raining. Alex caught a trout to his nymph which he got exited about (nearly drowning himself getting to my side of the river to show me it I might add)
caught on nymph
Telephoned Emmanuelle who agreed with me that as it was caught on a nymph under a sacrificial dry fly it didnt count, he might as well as been using bait. Next time he goes down it will be bubble float and maggot I imagine !
Secretly I shall be getting into some of that nymph action :)

What goes around…

There are those I imahine that would lump us anglers in with people like this….

BRITAIN’S most notorious collector of rare birds’ eggs died when he fell from a tree while examining a nest, an inquest has heard.

Colin Watson, 62, climbed three-quarters of the way up a 40ft larch tree before falling to his death.

A coroner’s court was told he died from a punctured heart and multiple rib fractures sustained during the fall in woods near Doncaster, Yorkshire, on 24 May.

The coroner yesterday recorded a verdict of accidental death and said it was not his role to examine why Mr Watson had climbed the tree.

Earlier, Watson’s friend, David Sargent, told the inquest how the men had been walking in the woods before the accident.

“Colin said ‘That looks like a sparrowhawk’s nest’ and he said he’d climb the tree to see if there was anything in the nest,” Mr Sargent said.

“I was not paying much attention. Then I heard the sound of breaking branches and a thud.”

Mr Watson travelled the country trying to add to his collection of rare birds’ eggs.

He had a series of convictions for activities prohibited under the 1981 Wildlife and Countryside Act. These included taking golden eagles’ eggs from near Inverness, attempting to do the same near Perth and of possessing snipe eggs in Lerwick.

During a raid on his home in 1985, the RSPB found more than 2,200 eggs, including those of a golden eagle, osprey and sparrowhawk.

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However, the good that anglers do for the environment and the fact that if the fish is not returned it is killed to be eaten is certainly a justifiable way of defending our sport. But egg collecting ?


I see Trout Nut has had a makeover (not that Jason needed to do one). I remember when it arrived on the internet and the forums were a buzz about this new site with detailed pictures of insects. To be fair I am still amazed by the detail of the insects….


From Dusk Till Dawn

So I was planning to go for a full days fishing on Saturday, considering I am now a driver I knew I could wangle the car from Claire if needed it so I could go a little further afield than the Kelvin. One of my pals asked me if I thought people would be wondering why I have not fished the Kelvin in the last few weeks, I would hope you good readers realise I am still in that stage of wanting to drive to places I would not ordinarily have got to myself. Come next season and I will be hitting the Kelvin again full force. Anyway, work has been chock a block with things to do and I have not managed to spare a few hours to spend on the Kelvin. There is of course an additional problem of two spillages in the river that I have heard about which is pretty well wiped out the fishing (not the fish I hope) down my end of the river.

Anyway, On Saturday Alex asked if I wanted to spend a full day on our other favourite bit of water. When he said a full day I thought he was talking about maybe 10am to around 8 or 9. Possibly even a session from 12 to around 10. What I did not reckon on him meaning was a half past four pick up- being on the river at dawn and then fishing through to dusk. Nearly 14 hours of solid fishing, “Oh bugger” I thought “I am going to need sandwiches and coffee for this one”
Anyway, in the end up the day absolutely whizzed past, dawn was a quick affair with a few trout caught- Alex caught a belter using a nymph suspended under a dry fly.
Oh, seeing as how he was so chuffed, here you go….
extra fish porn
I was not to be out done and caught a beauty of a Grayling that gave an impressive fight even though I was trying to hussle it in so it was not tired out.
I had to spend a little longer than usuall cradling the fish in some slack water before it had recovered enough to swim off under its own steam- I had learned my lesson from the time I (stupidly) let go of a nice trout only to watch it go belly up in the current, it was only a stroke of luck that I captured it again.
One reason I think for this most great day was that the wind picked up. The last few years I have fished here it has always been windy and we always caught lots of trout- this season it has not been windy and we have still caught trout, big ones at that, but just not as many until the wind blows. Our theory is that there is always the same amount of flies on the water- ok sometimes more when there is a big hatch but it is usually quite consistent. When the wind blows hard the trout see the surface chopping up (my wordage) and expect to see a lot more fly life that has been blown on the water. While it was windy I was (and so was Alex) picking up a trout every other cast, I lost a fair few when they would dive into the weeds but the end result was usually a nice fat trout.
fat troot
Of course casting in the wind is a bit difficult but when it is all short range works it sure was fun. Mike noticed the wind phenomenon one day he was fishing as well.

Cant believe it is only a month until the end of the season- by the way, I have decided to keep the little competition going until the close season as some punters have decided to send pictures in late- for some people my RSS feed was not working and did not know about it- I will up the prizes and add a mug with a nice picture on it!

Grayling Galore ?

It is a funny old season right enough, last season I caught no grayling at all and this year every time I go to my other river I am picking them up. I must say though that I am not fishing for them intentionally (they are out of season) – they are coming freely to my dry fly when I am casting to rising brown trout. There is a theory that grayling move around a river, travelling a fair old distance which is why one year you mat find none and the next lots, I had never had any experience of this but now I think I am seeing it first hand.

I caught a few brownies too but on the whole it was a frustrating evening, there were small flies on the water, plenty of trout rising but alas the vast majority were ignoring my flies. I would have a trout on a black klink then the rest would ignore it, switch to an olive, get a fish then they would ignore it again. I even managed to foul hook a trout just above the tail with a sedge. I thought I was going to have to call Alex to take my photo as it felt huge but soon found it was around 8 inches :)

Yay, rain!!

So myself and a few friends have been hitting the Kelvin and our other favourite river quite a bit the last week. They have all been short notice trips which is a change from our usual begging lifts or getting the bus places. I went further upstream on the Kelvin a couple of weeks ago but alas did not get any joy, the river was crying out for some rain. The rain did come which in true Kelvin style has put it out of action. Yesterday I headed down to our other river seeing as how the Kelvin was out of action .We found it too was affected by the rain and was a good deal higher than normal with a colour of peat to it.
Alex picked up fish straight away to his dry fly whilst I took a while to get started. In fact I thought it was going to be a case of the angler’s curse- a common phenomenon where two anglers using the exact same technique and flies get totally different results. While I was covering water gloomily without a trout even looking at my fly Alex was hauling them in like a commercial trawler. It wasn’t long before I finally started to pick up fish by fishing the edges in the riffles- this stroke of enlightenment came after consulting a little guest.
On the way back walking through a field Alex stumbled upon his fly box lying in the side of a filed that he had lost last week- he was both happy and sad as he had just spent around 50 pounds on new flies!
Tonight I headed up to one of the Kelvin tributaries that I fish. A strange couple of hours with lots of smallish fish caught- in fact I think they were mostly par…

Anglers attacked by animal extremists

It was bound to happen eventually, I really have no sympathy for these people.

Anglers attacked by animal extremists

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