Not to sure where it all went wrong today – good temps (above 10), the water at a nice height and some olives floating around. Mike, Alex and I fished a city stretch and Mike was the only one who contacted a fish.
The water was looking brown rather than the classic green Kelvin tinge and once more I wondered at how lovely the Kelvin is when it runs through Glasgows Parks.
It was nice to be out, the parks were full of people and at times we had an audience of several people watching us fish with the usual “any fish in there pal?” comments. I must admit I was beginning to ask that myself before we left. Still it was nice to see people out and about again after the miserable winter, there was even people out painting on the wall at the underground station – I think it is some kind of legal community wall for people to show off their art rather than on the side of trains etc.
Anyway, I ended up very far upstream on one of the Kelvin tributaries – caught two parr on a Comparadun. I would not call it a disappointing day – we went out, had a bit of banter, fresh air, cast some dry flies and got skunked honestly and fairly.
I have also been browsing one of my, well the only book about the Kelvin – it gives a fascinating history of the river from its source to the Clyde.
Looking forward to next week already.
So the first wave was sent forth – first was a tributory of the Kelvin – which proved to be fruitless after a few casts. The company of soldiers was then transported to the Kelvin – first a dry and dropper combination which yielded nothing – and then I seen that which only the riff raff have seen over the last week – rising trout – to large dark olives. I retired the nymph and left on a comparadun – it was ignored by the trout – sneakily I tied on a scruffy olive dry of my own creation, gave it a stern pep talk “on your way my laddie”
I had tied these up last night after using them pretty much all last season on spooky trout. My heart beat fast at the campaign I was sending my olive commando into – still no joy – the trout were ignoring my fly. There was trout rising below me, I attempted a tricky downstream drift,
…first pass and the trout was on. “Ya Beauty” I murmured, not shouting as that would have put the fish down. Another frantic 45 mins followed catching several more and losing just as many. There is something special about your first trout to the dry of the season.
I wont lie – I am glad it was from the Kelvin – I feel I have been neglecting it of late.
I am writing to complain about the lack of spring time weather we have been experiencing over the last two weeks.
I would have hoped that by now there would be plenty of lambs in the fields, trees starting to bud, the sun on my face and more importantly flies having vigorous sex above the rivers of Scotland. However, I was disappointed to find a fresh flurry of snow which had once again made every trout within a 100 mile radius of Glasgow freeze motionless with shock at the bottom of rivers and lochs.
I am not saying that it has all been bad you understand, I have noted particularly nice weather between the hours of 9pm – 5pm Monday to Friday. However I find this unacceptable as only students and layabouts are able to take advantage of this sunny boon while hard working gentle folk like me are forced to read the reports of these individuals of leisure with what I can only describe as a bitter taste in our mouths.
It does not help when these people send emails full of pictures of enormous brown trout either.
I note that last year spring came early and a rather fantastic early season was had on the rivers that my friends and I fish. However the rest of the season was then an absolute washout due to cold temperatures and rain. As recompense I am hoping that this year you are planning a miserable spring and a rather fantastic summer where the blue winged olives and sedges will never stop hatching and the trout will be eager and plentiful.
No fishing for me this weekend and probably for none of you guys in Scotland either due to a new little patch of winter kicking its way in.
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I have heard about the Kelvin and its dodgy water for a while – mostly idle talk from passer-by’s and dark talk about rats piss from anglers. Well I was browsing around and came across this chaps site who likes to…..get this…..go near the water without a rod in hand and take a boat out on the river. Yes, I found it all very odd as well – however it seems these “boat people” have the same ideas and problems as us anglers:
…this has been quite a good paddling season in Scotland so far, there has been some really wet weekends, although typically the rain pelts down on a Sunday night and so the rivers are swollen during the week when I’m at uni, and everyone else is at work. But if you try hard enough you can often find like minded people that have skipped lectures or called in sick.
Anyway, if you read on you find out the chaps pal came down with an infection called Leptospirosis after paddling with his boat in the Kelvin. The infection is commonly transmitted to humans by allowing fresh water that has been contaminated by animal urine to come in contact with unhealed breaks in the skin, eyes or with the mucous membranes. Leptospirosis is transmitted by the urine of an infected animal, and is contagious as long as it is still moist. Although rats, mice and voles are hosts, a wide range of other mammals including dogs, deer, rabbits, hedgehogs, cows and sheep are possible transmitters.In most cases the infection causes a flu-like illness and severe headaches. The severe form of the disease (Weil’s disease) causes jaundice and liver damage and carries a reported death rate anywhere between 4-40% which would bring the annual membership of the KAA down to around 200 I would imagine. However only about 10-15% of affected people suffer this more dangerous form. Leptospirosis starts about 10 days (it can vary between 7-12 days) after infection with the bacteria, and may be so mild as to be unsuspected. In more severe cases it starts suddenly with:
- severe muscle aches and tenderness
- redness of the eyes
- loss of appetite
- sometimes a skin rash
Well it could be argued the symptoms are every similar to ones you might get when the old ball n’ chain starts talking about the kitchen shelves or even painting the back bedroom. However considering the amount of rats I have seen while fishing on the Kelvin (along with the other wildlife) I think taking the following precautions would be prudent:
- Do not drink the water
- If you have any open wounds (cuts in your hand) make sure they are covered by a plaster – might be worthwhile carrying some plasters with you.
- Best not to splash your face with water on a hot day I would imagine.
- If you cut your hand while fishing might be best to head home and thoroughly disinfect it.
- If you notice any symptoms get yourself along to the GP as soon as possible.
I am reminded of one occasion when I tripped over a submerged bike while wading and cut my hand on a piece of metal. A rather nasty gash it was too. I telephoned the GP who insisted there was no cause for alarm as the recent findings with tetanus showed that as long as you had had a booster in the last few years you do not need another one.
“And where abouts were you fishing?” the Doc asked all friendly like just before I hung up.
“The Kelvin” I answered.
“Hmmm better get you down here to see the Nurse just in case” was the quick reply.
Happy Urban Fishing…..
I am the first one to admit I
am a bit of a pussy don’t like the cold and am more inclined to turn to the fly tying vice instead of the riverbank when there is a howling gale outside. However, I reckon I would take the cold and howling gale instead of doing a spot of indoor fishing.
This indoor fishery is located at Ouldleusen, near Dalfsen in the Netherlands. With all the good Pike fishing over there I would reckon this sort of thing would not be needed – go on own up who would go?
Check it out
I decided to rewrite this post after a comment that Tom Chandler left on my last post he stated:
Nice fish, though you really need to work on your posts a bit.
Admitting that the fish pretty much hooked itself is a violation of the Fly Fishermen’s Writer’s Code, which stipulates that every fish comes as a result of Extraordinary Skill, a Predator’s Instinct, and at Huge Personal Sacrifice.
In other words, you waded dangerously deep, made a heroic cast, and set the hook when you felt the tiniest of taps.
So here my friends is the rewritten post utilising Toms Code.
First Trout Of The Year
I walked to the river in nothing but my shorts and my raincoat (and only that because it keeps my Orvis chest pack steady, nothing to do with the fact you can’t prove anything from below the photo). I wanted a Trout and I wanted it badly – I turned on my extraordinary trout seeking fifth sense …I scanned the water and selected a pool where I was positive a trout had just switched itself on to eating something big and olive – No, not a large dark olive – an olive weighted Woolly Bugger.
It was going to be a tricky cast as there were trees behind me – I waded as deep as I could – the freezing water above my waist – No kids again this month I grimly thought as I prepared to cast. The wife will not be happy!
I decided on what is called a “Windmill” cast – you spin your rod tip around so fast that the line follows it in a circle – once you have done this for several minutes building up sufficient momentum to cast 10 yards of line you let fly – I let fly! I was glad I had been pumping iron on specifically that arm for the whole winter especially for this moment…
First cast to the pool – BAM – trout on, whisked in and then a quick photo and returned to the water.
And that my friends is the story of how I caught my first trout of the year.
Yea, so it was caught on a woolly bugger; however it was snowing intermittently all day and the chances of catching anything on a dry fly was utterly remote. Oh sure, I could have used nymphs but I wanted to see what would grab one of my new olive streamers – it turned out this pretty thin looking wild brown trout.
Quite an interesting take actually, I was dead drifting the streamer through some faster water and felt the thump thump thump of the take – then it was gone – and then back again and this time it was hooked. Looking forward to more Streamer action as the weather improves. I used a 5 weight floater with a sink tip this helped get the fly nice and deep into the holes.