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
It was bound to happen eventually, I really have no sympathy for these people.
Anglers attacked by animal extremists
I see the September issue of fish wild is now online.
So with my new found freedom of car travel I have had a busy couple of days. Last night I went upstream on the Kelvin to a spot that Mike fishes regularly- and consistently pulls nice trout out of.
I however totally blanked, probably because the water was too low and I did not have that experience of fishing the water regularly to guide me to places that would get me a trout. I was not too bothered to be honest as it was just quite nice to explore another stretch. I think I will grab Mike next time he is in Glasgow and get him to show me around.
This evening it was a trip to my other fave bit of river.
There was a fair few olives coming off and there was trout rising so I managed to winkle out a few before I ran out of flies. I just love the colour of these trout.
I was with Charlie who consistently finds it a difficult place to fish and blanked once more, I think this was his fourth trip. To be fair at least this time he seen some action- hooking a nice rout that sadly got off, or was it two? I cannot remember. I gave him the nice thought that at least he had deceived the trout into taking his fly so in essence it did not matter that the trout was not landed- the purpose of fishing had been fulfilled. Charlie immediately retorted that I had not to give him any more of that zen crap as I would not be saying that if I had blanked four times in a row- TouchÃ© I thought!
I am now up North for a few days camping and possibly a little fishing, Ta Ta!!
So many of you know my views of the Glasgow Angling Centre- the place has improved greatly since it opened- the place seems to be developing a bit of a nicer atmosphere and is now enjoyable to visit.
With my new found freedom with the car I went down to visit today and what do I findâ€¦..water in the casting pool? Now they called it a casting pool when they first opened and to be honest I thought they should have called it a casting area as there was not actually any water- this as I have mentioned has been rectified.
I am sure it makes for a much nicer experience when trying out different rods. One of my pals thinks they should team up with the Chinese supermarket next door as they have big tanks with actual fish that people could catch- carp I thinkâ€¦.now there would be a thing !
I passed my driving test today. I am now mobile- a full force attack of the Kelvin shall be happening, not just my usual haunts but some of the other tributaries as well.
Greetings, I have done very little fishing so I have not had the time to update the blog. I have been away in the Lake District doing a spot of walking and hiking. We stayed at a reasonable campsite called Scotgate and did a few interesting walks around Keswick and beyond. Lots of lovely walks in the English countryside with stake n ale pie for dinner on the evenings we could not have a BBQ.
I have added the photos to my gallery for anyone that is interested.
A rather nice update from Rob Wilson, a frequent Kelvin fisher
I headed out early this morning, and wandered down from my house as far as the art galleries. The river was pretty coloured, and no real sign of any fish. On the way back, despite the rain coming back on, the water was clearing and fish had started rising. Took a beauty from the last stretch of the park, photo is a bit rushed after a great fight, and I had a small crowd by that time. I fished back up to the Botanics and had another five fish. Had another few hours tonight after a bit of diy, caught another four. Seemed to be a day for spectators – a fox sat a rods length away on the bank and watched me catch my last two!