Friday, 19 August 2016

Good bye for now.

So I've not posted much on this blog for the last couple of years and to to prevent kidding myself it's still actually live I'm going to shut down for a while. It may get going again, it may not, I'll just see how it goes.
To sign off here are two nice fish taken over the past week or so taken from the Dove. For the past month I've been really enjoying my fly fishing on the rivers again so until next time good bye.

Thursday, 21 July 2016

A month on the rivers

There is nothing like the anticipation of the rivers opening for coarse fishing, don't  know what it is but the 16th always remains far more special than the opening of the trout season for me. I even managed to fish the evening of opening day having an unplanned escape from work early. So that was on the River Dove where I have had a few sessions over the last few weeks, my confidence was boosted on the first visit by a barbel.

 I've also had one session on the Trent that was the story of the one that got away. The Dove has been tough and most times I've fished up til 10pm ish to get home at a reasonable hour rahter than fish into the dark, that will come later in the season. This season I also have explored a new stretch a little further upstream than my usual haunts and even caught a barbel on my first visit. This with the one I had on opening night is my return so far, but I will keep trying as you never know and the new stretch certainly looks like it has potential.

Monday, 9 May 2016

Foremark in the spring

I've had a couple of trips to Foremark recently as it is a great place to fish once spring arrives. At first it was decidely parky up there where I had to fish hard off the bank to get a fish. Yesterday evening though I fished in ideal buzzer conditions and after a couple of moves found the fish in Bramble Bay where my size 8 olive buzzer seemed to be to the trouts liking. It's a difficult cast in the bay not helped by an onshore wind but that was where the fish were, also not helped by a couple of boats that insisted on anchoring up closest not 15 yards from the bank! You'd think with all that ressie to motor round on they'd find somewhere else but no, quite amusing for me to see his face as I winkled fish out from under their nose. When you stirke it right at Foremark you have to make the most of it and I went home well pleased, nothing quite like that tightening sensation when fishing virtually static. Percentage wise you'd probably see more takes on the bung but for me it is not a pleasant way to fish or even cast a line. The rainbow above has just gone down exceedingly well grilled with garlic and butter, nom nom. The rainbow below was a lovely site coming right after a hail shower!