Nothing worse than the cold…

I stood outside today and noticed how cold it was – a cold lazy wind that goes right through you rather than around you. Brrrr
It reminds me (or rather not actually) of the other kind of cold you can get – during summer when at one point you have been roasting hot and then become freezing cold because something happens. Not explaining this very well – let me elaborate…

You might remember I took part in the Highland Wild Trout Challenge on loch Shin. The final day of the competition was warm with few clouds in the sky. By late afternoon it had got even warmer and the sun was fair old blazing down but by this point the competitors were weighing the fish so it did not really matter. Anyway, once all that was out the way Alex and I decided to go out on the loch again for an evening session – it was roasting hot by this point and I can distinctly remember making the decision not to take my rain jacket – I looked at the sky – looked at my jacket and then promptly put it in the bag of the car. This was precisely the point where I made the first mistake.

Rule: Always be prepared

About half an hour later travelling down the loch we noticed the clouds coming over the hills – cant be rain clouds we thought. I was wearing a particularly un waterproof “Hoodie” from Gap which I just knew was not going to give me much protection against moisture but by gawd we were there to fish an evening session and that is what we were going to do. To cut a long story short we caught lots of fish, and I became freezing cold as my top became saturated with water – cold water at that. My teeth were actually chattering. Chilled to the bone took on a whole new meaning. Iron man Alex meanwhile is made of sturdier stuff (plus he was wearing a fleece) and rather gallantly offered to head back or even give me his top but I decided that seeing as how I had made the mistake I should pay for it. We fished on and had a cracking night. I managed to moan as little as possible as we fished – a trait that I am unashamed of admitting…

Anyway, back at the car on the way home I made mistake number two. The heaters were on full in the car as it was so cold and I held my hands against them to heat up – this caused my hands to swell up the next day meaning I could not wear my wedding ring…. Good job there was no attractive ladies around as my ring acts as a shield against them (I seemed to have an invisible one when I was single as well funnily enough).

I slept most of the journey home, although kept trying to keep the conversation going with my eyes closed – “I am not sleeping” I promised between snores.

Back in Alex’s parents house (bugger camping two nights) I have never felt more comfy curled up in a cosy bed – the chill gradually edging away.

There is a lesson in there somewhere – something to do with jackets probably !

First proper attempt at Pike on the fly..

My wife was on nightshift – the plan was as soon as she got home I was going to have a morning Piking down at the Forth n Clyde canal. Unfortunately I had not factored in the neighbours BBQ, copious amounts of alcohol and a young chap from Bosnia who encouraged me to sample his moonshine – it was made out of fruit (mostly)

As it was I got to the canal at round noon with a splitting headache and only stayed for a couple of hours. This was my first proper assault with a fly rod for Pike so it took me half an hour to get used to casting some six inch horrors I tied up yesterday. I was using a 9 foot 8/9 rod with a 9 weight floating line – I had spent time yesterday making up wire traces and they worked a treat – not interfering with casting at all.

No pike landed however I did come in contact with one – on a retrieve the line started moving away from me, I lifted into it and felt a thump (felt good) and then the fish was gone.

Not long after I decided on heading home to lay on the sofa and groan a lot. Just where I am going now!

Winter – it is on its way…

So the season is ended and now thoughts have turned to other matters – fly tying, grayling and Pike, although not necessarily in that order.

Usually by the end of the season most people are quite glad for the rest but somehow this year I remain restless. The plans made last year only seem half completed although thinking back on the year many boxes were ticked. Sure, when I think about it I caught bigger trout than in any other year but for some reason I remained unfulfilled. I think I can only count a few times when I got to the river and witnessed a really good hatch of flies – I can count in my head half a dozen times when I purposely cast to rising trout – maybe it is just my memory playing tricks on me but I kept on waiting for something to start, you know?

Is the lack of fishing the Kelvin that has done this to me? Made me feel as if something has been missing? I kept on waiting for reasonable weather for evening sessions which never arrived, when there was some reasonable weather I was far too busy writing essays to even consider venturing to the river for a stolen few hours. Next year my work is intending for me to do a 6 month course which I have been told is pretty intense involving lots of evening and weekend work. Sounds reasonable for some maybe but these people don’t have a hard core trout fishing addiction. It is bad enough work has me Monday to Friday 9am – 5pm without it eating away on my spare time – yikes juggling that as well as husband duties it makes my blood run cold to think about the possibilities.

Anyway, to keep me occupied over the winter my little fly tying evening has once more resumed – led by the master caster Albert Laidlaw who now has his own website I see. The whole concept of guiding (rather than ghillieing ) has not really taken off in the UK – I am not sure why that is but I reckon over the next few years it will get bigger as the notion takes off. I reckon anyone coming from far away to fish one of our Scottish rivers and wants someone to guide them could not do better than enlisting the services of Alberto – that goes for casting instruction as well.

Grayling fishing has not really got into full swing for me yet, for some reason my thoughts have been centred on Pike. I have bought myself a new 8/9 weight to go after the toothy critters but at the moment I am attacking them with rattling plugs and a spinning rod (shock horror). There is something satisfying when at the end of a trout season when you have been casting dainty dries to fussy trout you pick up a 4 inch rattling pike plug and launch it in the general direction of where you think the pike may be holding – the key is to actually cause a disturbance rather than not create one.

Click, swoooooosh, SPLASH ! Ahhh – satisfying!

Orvis Customer Service

Let’s talk about Orvis shall we. I bought my Orvis boots at the start of the season, a pair of Henrys Fork II Premium Wading Boot – I was pretty annoyed as the last boots I bought from another company fell apart pretty quick so decided it was time I bought a top of the range pair. Naturally I turned to Orvis as they are known as being a good reputable company with good customer service. The customer service part was one of the deciding factors – I had read on various forums about their policy particularly to do with waders. We all know the problems of waders leaking after just a season and sometimes even less for that matter – when other companies expect you to jump though hoops too get them fixed Orvis simply send you a new pair. I do expect this to be within reason though – I mean if it was like ten years later than I reckon natural wear and tear is not permissible as a fault. A rule of thumb I think for breathable waders would be 5 years normal fishing – normal fishing being a few times a week with good care being taken of them between sessions. For boots I reckon 3 years – considering they are in water and spend most of the season wet I think they should start looking tatty after a year and a half and probably giving up the ghost during the third year.

Anyway, I bought my new boots from Orvis and then wore them for the season – I put my initial impressions in my review section and got used to my new boots.

Boy – they were good. The only drawback was the outer layer seemed to be peeling off causing them to not look as good but still functioning just fine. I was a wee bit concerned about the rubber toe section as after the skin came away it looked like it might follow suit as well – I knew it would take a while for that to happen though so was not overly concerned – there was fish to be caught…

All well and good until one fateful day during the first season when the felt sole fell of…I knew it had fallen off as I put my foot down on a boulder and slid around a half metre into a deep hole. It would have been a pure comedy moment if someone had been around with a camera but as it was I just flapped around a bit – got myself to shore and inspected the damage – the whole felt sole had come away.

I went home and wrote up my report for the day – thinking about what I was going to do about it – I paid good money for those boots. I was considering buying more felt and sticking them on myself but I would have to buy studs, I was then thinking of contacting Orvis to see what they could do but because of bad experiences with companies in the past I reckoned all in all it was going to be a pain in the ass trying to sort it out.

Well, within a few hours of that post going live James Hathaway from Orvis US got in contact offering to replace the boots. We exchanged a few emails; the boots got diverted to Canada by accident but eventually ended up on my doorstep.

Now, a cynic might say Mr. Hathaway was just worried about a bit of negative press on the net however I now know otherwise. Yea fair enough, he contacted me first but you know, I reckon if I had contacted Orvis the exact same thing would have happened – new boots. I have now heard similar stories from other people about Orvis, not just about boots but waders, rods and reels as well. In this day and age tackle manufacturers have got to take that little extra step to get the punters to buy the products – it does not have to be the fastest this or a techno gizmo that will help you catch more fish,, good old fashioned customer service will win the day every time. So has Mr Hathaway done here? Well he sure as heck has got himself a new customer for the future that’s what – waders, boots – I am looking for a new 4 weight, my first choice will probably now be an Orvis!

Now you know how much I moan about tackle manufacturers, but I hope you think of my words the next time you are in the market for a bit of new kit as well – that kind of customer service deserves business.

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Record Salmon caught on the Ness ?

The British record salmon of 64lbs was caught on the Tay by Miss Georgina Ballantine in 1922…

tay record salmon

…however the British angling world is buzzing with the news of a potential record catch on the Ness system.

Reports suggest the cock salmon caught on the Dochfour beat of the River Ness measured 56 inches long and 50 inches around the girth. Seemingly it measures 2 inches longer than Miss Ballantine’s record.

The Salmon was returned unharmed without it actually being weighed. This has caused a bit of controversy on various forums with people stating that the fish although is very large does not look anywhere near the record – some people are even suggesting the size has been inflated to drum up a bit of business as the takings are down up north – the cynical cads ;-)

I will let you decide – go and look at the chat !

Fly Forums Thread (the cynical one)

Salmosalar Thread (the optimistic one)

The Scotsman Newspaper (reports on the ultimate fishy tail)

 

EDIT:

‘Monster’ fish record bid refused

New Sites…new links…

When I first started this blog there was no other fly fishing site just like it – blogs that is – now every other week I am sifting through many sites that people have sent me to look at. They far surpass me in the old design stakes and the content aint half bad iether ;-)

Fish Swami -Fish Swami was born in the minds of a few college pals as a place to remember the trips of yesteryear. He hopes to create a place for others to share their experiances as well – should build into a nice little community portal – all very web 2

Sierra Trout – Sierra Trout – damn that is a slick site – I like the understatement on October the 11th 2007 “another nice brown” That site is one too watch !!

The Trout Zone – This lovely little personal site from the US struck a cord – i started out many moons ago on blogger as well – however he seems to catch larger trout than me so that is where the similarity ends. I think its great

Jeremiah Quinn – Jeremiah Quinn’s site is not a blog as such but I think deserves a special mention as he likes urban fishing – he has fished a lot of urban rivers in the UK but not the Kelvin as he is not hard enough yet.. Saying that though, he also used to be a boxer and looks pretty crazy in some of his photos so I reckon by next year he will be able to join me for a little urban action.

Pike on the bank..

We searched for Pike – jeepers we walked around a whole loch looking for them. The loch we found could not have been more Pikey – it was weedy, shallow in places and actually had trees growing in the middle of the loch. It looked like perfect Pike habitat. We attached it with plugs thinking that as soon as we located Pike we would start bombarding them with flies. Alas it was not to be – we fished around that whole loch and did not catch a think. It seems like either Pike are switched on and you get plenty of action or they are off and you would swear the things were not in the water.

We decided to head to the Forth n Clyde canal for a little more Pike action – within half an hour I had a Pike – not a big one but it certainly got the old adrenalin pumping. The pike took right under my nose and came at the plug like a green torpedo – fantastic fun. I am hoping once the weather gets a bit colder the weed in the canal with die back a bit as at the moment a good cast is damn near impossible.

We met a young lad who had never been fishing before so Alex and I gave him some advice on tactics and …er…casting.

Alex rather gallantly took my photo…

We met a chap called Vinnie who fishes the canal all year round for Pike – mostly dead baiting – he told us a few more spots to try.

Looking forward to it already!

A mixed bag…

Mixed results as the season draws to a close. I have had several sessions on my other favourite river, two at the local canal for Pike and one down the Kelvin.

I met Mike down at my other river for a few hours, the river was slightly high and the colour of tea but did not let that put me off. What put me off was a near dunking accident – on trying to cross the river I became wedged up against a ledge and could not get myself away from it because of the force of water. Got the old heart rate pounding, I could see my life flashing before my eyes (as well as my net and rod for that matter) – regretting some of the things I have done and some of the things I could have done a little more. As it was I managed to crawl to safety and within 10 mins all was forgotten. I managed to pick up several grayling – two on the dry and two on the nymph.

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I managed one trout. I think it is that time of year where the trout really do have other things on their mind. Sure, the hatches might not be as intense as the start of the year but the trout go absolutely bananas when hooked, usually jumping out of the water several times rather than boring deep. I have not seen a big fish for a while which I find odd as I know they are still there.

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A couple of trips down to the local canal, one by myself and one with Alex. I am waiting on a new reel for my 8/9 weight so was using my spinning rod and a rattling plug. Turns out we shouldn’t have bothered as the Pike were not playing the game and we nearly got blown back to the car by a roaring gale. The canal is still weedy as well which made getting a good retrieve happening nearly impossible.

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Tuesday night down to the Kelvin – I have heard rumours of large numbers of Sea Trout in the river so thought I would chance my arm – sods law meant the river was a little high with a dodgy color i.e. like mud. Plenty of fly life on the water – very small olives

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I thought Large Dark Olives would have made an appearance by now but I never seen any. I used a dry and dropper and proved there is always a couple of crazy trout in the river.

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Review:In the Company of Rivers: An Angler’s Stories & Recollections

I love getting sent books by authors; it gives me a warm fuzzy glow inside that someone actually might value what I say about their writings. Writers sending bloggers books to review is quite a new thing and I have got to admit it is a perk I quite like. However I have been dreading the day I am sent a book that is absolute mince and wonder about what I will say. On the other hand even when the book is good I am still stuck about what to write about – I would not want to give you a blow by blow account of what is in the book as it will spoil some of the surprises but then I have to give an indication of what the book is “about”

So, I was sent this book a fair while ago now by Ed Quigley and I must say it falls into the second category – it’s great. I suppose I could leave the review there but to give the author a bit of value for money I must write more I suppose. The title of the book is “In the Company of Rivers: An Angler’s Stories & Recollections” and it pretty much sums up what the book is about – Ed’s adventures fishing around the world. It is pretty entertaining stuff as he has met some interesting people on his travels. I smiled wryly about when came fishing to Scotland; I have fished the rivers he mentioned and he summed it up pretty well what kind of time can be had drinking whiskey with the locals. I see he has acquired a taste for 10 year old Macallan whiskey something I started enjoying on a recent trip up north.

I like the way Ed writes, short sharp paragraphs (a bit like a poem) – every one has something to say and there is no filler material.

My one regret with this book is that I did not get it to read during the close season – it is a perfect book for those winter nights when you feel a thousand miles away from fishing. I am one of these people who read fishing story books again and again. Saying that though, I am pretty sure it will be added to my reading list again for this coming winter as it is a book you can dip in and out of as the mood takes you.

It will have a permanent spot on my bedside table.

Available from Amazon US

Fly fishing and poems..

What is it about fly fishing that makes people want to write poetry?

Go check out friend Mikes site! 

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