So the seasons have decided to totally miss out spring and have just dived straight into summer instead. The day was roasting hot, into the twenties and the Clyde was the venue. I split up from Alex (who caught his obligatory 2lber on the nymph) while I targeted some rising trout on some flat water – this was at around 1000. I managed to spook all of them as they had far to long to study my fly so I decided to change to one of my no fail messy olives (I will post a picture later this week). This was during a hatch of what I think were Olive Uprights.
There was a trickle hatch pretty much all day of what what turned out to be Medium Olives (Baëtis vernus/Baëtis tenax)…
You can tell it is not an Olive Upright as there is a lack of hindwings. Medium Olives emerge in steady trickles rather than in batches – that is certainly what we found, there was just not enough to get the trouts interest going.
Like I say, what did seem to get the trouts interest was a hatch of Olive Uprights in the morning. Large trout were slurping them down greedily in the deep water.
I managed to finally raise a couple of trout using a downstream cast (why does that seem to be working a lot more these days?) and promptly missed them both. That hatch then slowly died off. What I did notice was my fly got more interest towards the end of the hatch when the trout did not have a lot of choice. It reminded me that I have been in that situation before – with the trout only taking my fly when they have become more confident.
Later after walking upstream I managed to tempt a nice trout on a Deer Hair Emerger at around 1100- this I think was the second hatch of the day and also turned out to be the final one.
There were flies trickling off all day but not enough to get the trout’s interest going. I met Mike who I spent the afternoon with – he managed to lose several trout (videoed).
There was a few rises which I did not understand. I noticed a couple of trout rising two rod lengths from me – they appeared to be taking surface flies. On Mike’s suggestion I put on a bigger fly and the trout boiled under the surface of my fly- I could not figure out if this was a refusal, the trout taking a nymph under the surface or the trout possibly trying to drown whatever was on the surface. There were spinners and the odd olive on the surface. Whatever the case they did not like my offerings anyway.
A possible answer to another difficulty did flash into my head as I was trying to get to sleep. As Mike and I were mulling over how annoying the wonders of fly fishing and how belligerent selective the trout can be we watched trout very occasionally take “things” off the surface – there was no hatch going on however these trout would just occasionally “gloop” at the surface. I reckon they were taking some kind of terrestrial insect, maybe a daddy long legs (we saw some) or a beetle. I wondered how the trout would react to a nice juicy terrestrial going over its head instead of a suspiciously lonesome dry fly which was ignored.
Anyone have any easy terrestrial patterns? Are grasshoppers out yet in the UK, I never heard any?
Leaving Mike to his madness, my troop decided to stop off at a small burn – from a distance it looked lovely, a few small pools, and a nice run. It was shaded as well. Quickly assembled the rod – we were anticipating a few trout to the dry fly however were disappointed to find what seemed like a dead river. I would like to be proven otherwise however there was just something not quite right with the place – the water was a dirty brown colour, no insect life, the stones appeared bare and we caught no fish. Alex never caught a 2lber so there was something far wrong with the place..
Considering this is a feeder burn for the Clyde and whatever has damaged this river is getting washed into the main river we pretty much decided a call to Sepa may be worthwhile. It looks as if this wee river has been like this for a while so we decided to wait until next time we pass to make sure the river is guff and not just us jumping the gun. Someone who lives next to the river told our pal he has never seen any fish in it. I need to get a map out to find the name of it…
It is amazing the amount of these wee streams that criss cross the countryside – I think on another day like we had it would be better trying to seek out one of these wee burns instead of flogging a dead horse which is what we ended up doing on the Clyde – a nice wooded stream, plenty of shade, a bit like the Kelvin in parts really….