The Wye and things

Well, Woody and me met up yesterday, looking forward to a super day on the hallowed Derbyshire Wye.
I love fishing with Dave as he always has lots of intelligent things  to say and it makes the fishing a pleasure.
I'm not going to say much more as we really struggled. A couple of rainbows a piece.  Boy do we need some rain!
I don't think it was just the lack of water, I think the weather conditions didn't help.
We know it is a great river so roll on a wet summer!

We noticed that Glen Pointon has been caught short again and has thrown another pair of his pants in the river.
Or is this some devilish plant to lure the fish to this spot as all sorts of larvae drop off, leaving an enticing trail.

THE LION TAMERS HIT THE TEAN HARD

Well to be  honest, this was the headline I wanted to blog but we had no chance.

We should have learned our lesson by now. The rivers are struggling and a stream the size of the Tean is suffering more than most. I know there are some large fish in this beautiful overgrown  river but I was shocked to see the state of it today.

Dino, Jon, Bone and me ventured to Fole to have a crack. I thought the other rivers would have been crowded out. The Tean was almost impossible to fish.

Dino in his nest!

Dino catches a fly on the bonnet. "Let's match the hatch!"

We have a good stretch here and we opted to wander upstream. Unfortunately this is where the river has split and so shared water and even shallower and slower flow. A silly move really on my part, but I wanted the lads to catch and knew a haunt!

We waded (ankle deep) up to where a brook joins the main flow. It is a tunnel of trees. I had my 6" rod with a duo. The other lads were armed with 8 footers. To be honest, my rod was more if a hindrance in this swim.

Jon lands his grayling

I waded further up and anounced I was about to cast. In it went, nothing, second cast I hooked Jon, who had decided on a bad spot to watch. Third cast, I was sure I had a take. Fourth a nice oos Grayling.

But that was it. The other lads took turns, had a few takes but noyhing more. We wandered up stream, saw some large fish, Jon also had a grayling from the original swim but we called it a morning, we departed.

Does my bum look big in these?

We drove up to a trout pool we are members of and had a cracking few hours! And a cracking hour in the pub!

a new fly to me

Attempted a Hawthorn job.

What we need

The Tamers tame Seighford

OK so it's not a river. And it's full of stocked rainbows but where else could we get away from the crowds on a bank holiday? Seighford seemed the best value so off we went.
It was very warm and the water was transparent.
We were also on smog alert and had to check the ozone levels, so our inhalers were ready, just in case!
Not good, we thought.
Bone started on the first of the two pools. Jon and me ventured up to the railway pool. This is next to the main line to London and behind is the M6. So not as tranquil as the rivers and we did have to take the risk of extra air pollution..
It was difficult and there were plenty of other anglers about.
However, we did rather well in the end and Bone is definitely on fire!

My first, a tiddler

Jon into another

We had a break with a bacon butty and discussed tactics

Check this out! Pushing 9lb! Bone is on fire!

After looking in the returns book, we felt rather smug and Lion Tamers celebrated with a pint afterwards.

A lesson in Stealth

At first glance, this looks like a tuft of Juncus effusus L. However, if you take the time to peer closer, you can just make out Mick (Trugg) observing a rising trout. He remained in this position for well over 5 hours before attempting a cast. Unfortunately by then, the trout had buggered off.

    

Well what a morning! Over 30 takes and 17 film crew to feed. I think it was well worth the effort as I've learnt so much. Our camo was so effective, we didn't see each other all afternoon and had to resort to whistles. Pity we didn't have 30 takes from the fish.

However, putting make up on 'The Trugg' in a secluded valley did  make me think. Please watch the video below.

Today on the Dove

I was not going to bother blogging this but if I don't I may forget some details.
Bone and me arrived at Dovedale just past 08.00. We started fishing at 09.00 and were on our way home at 11.30.
The river might be low, the conditions difficult but we had a good couple of hours.
I caught a few trout and three rather large grayling. If you don't go fishing...Unfortunately, grayling are out of season and you are not supposed to catch them at this time of the year. However, it is unavoidable as they have a similar diet to trout, which are ok to catch at the moment.
It is sods law I suppose, but two of them were bigger than any I have seen on the blogs and one was very, very special. Much bigger than the one I caught on the Wye last year. I have no photos of the special fish as one can be hanged for less.

So here's one of Bone with a little brownie...

Although only my third visit, I have had fish from nearly every swim I fancied. Even better, one pool I failed at last Friday, a pool I was convinced must hold fish yielded it's finest this morning.

Holly's 21st birthday

Yesterday was my daughter's 21st birthday.
Holly, as part of her degree course in biology at Nottingham, has to complete various photographic tasks.
She has some nice Canon  kit, bought for her by my ex and partner (very generous), and myself.
Holly wanted some advice so we popped over to Blackbrook Zoo; about 20mins from where I live.
I had never been before but I have to say we had a wonderful few hours there. It is a super place and ideal for photo buffs. I thought I would try out my new Olympus slr too.

All photos taken with an Olympus SLR

The geese are quite funny

She gets her looks from me

I think the lens is ok

I need to 'compare' this shot 

The Olympus is OK...

I have to say, I have never seen so much fly tying material in all my life!

The Lion Tamers visit Dovedale

We had an interesting day at Dovedale.

Plenty of fish to dry and nymph. We began at the bottom and finished around the car park. Nothing showing but I started with a JT Olive and lost a belter of a fish on only my second cast. It actually bent my hook.
After a few more speculative casts with no luck, I changed to the duo.

My first. After losing one that straightened my hook.

I was soon 'in' and a nice little brownie took my little nymph. I lost one in the next cast and then had a couple more.

Another.

I know I should wade deeper and closer but I found a swim I fancied, chickened on this occassion and cast a little further. I was soon into another. This time a gorgeous brown about 15"

The Taming Cast

The 'Laird' Lockett

My best of the day

More taming from 'Bone'

I then caught a couple that both smacked my sedge. I love it when this happens!

I did lose a couple of rather large fish in a nice place. I know where they live and before long I will have them!

Both Mick (Bone) and Jon had success and it is amazing the improvement in our techniques, just a year on.

In all, a super day with my fellow 'Tamers'

Today on The Wye

My first day as a member of The Peacock Club.



I have to say I was really looking forward to this day, having booked just over a week ago when the weather was truly lovely.
I was taking Keith, a really nice guy from Leicester who, I had met last year when on a 'John Tyzack weekend' (Pi.. up) on the Tees.
Keith had never fished the Wye before and that worried me a tad as I have only been half a dozen times previously and did not want him to rely on me for info. I still have very basic knowledge in fly fishing and anyone who has been with me will certainly endorse this!
We met at the hotel at 10:00 and discussed tactics. (blind leading the blind). The Wye was low but several anglers had had good days in the previous week (Glen Pointon, Dave Woods, John Tyzack, and Mick Martin). No pressure then!
The idea was  to start at Cauldwell Mill, fish for a couple of hours, have lunch and try near the town later.
Walking up the meadow we saw another angler in a nice spot that I was going to suggest to Keith as I dearly wanted him to catch on his first visit.
So, change of plan, we wandered further up, found a couple of likely spots and began to cast.
It was far from warm and a NW wind was building up which didn’t help.

Luckily, having missing a take on my second cast, I caught a nice little rainbow a couple of minutes later..
We’d only been there about 10 minutes when Jan turned up and informed us that there were 11 anglers on today and 5 were just upstream on the same stretch.
We made an instant decision and drove up to Scot’s Garden.

The wind had got up and we both found it very difficult to cast. However, I spotted a rise and I sat for some while, watching a fish that was obviously on the feed. I couldn’t tell what it was taking but I fluked a cast to where it was and it took my little sedge almost immediately. A lovely rainbow was landed, just over a couple of pounds I reckon.
I can honestly say that was a great moment for me as it was the biggest trout I had caught outside the ‘town’ section.
I then lost one and missed a few takes before it was time to walk downstream.
We walked through the busy town and Keith was amazed how the huge trout there were competing for the bread with the ducks. I have to say, it is an eye opener even to some one who has seen it before, and I remarked, “You can have a crack at them later.” The smell of fish and chips then stimulated something in my brain and I wanted some.

I managed a couple more

But we resisted and wandered downstream. I then managed to catch a couple more, missing several, just past the Rec.
Keith then caught his first wild rainbow. We were made up! He was obviously delighted but not as much as me. The wind was causing all sorts of problems. It was so blustery and you really had to time your cast.

Tummy clock ticked and the chip shop called. We made our way back to the town and had some fodder. Although only about 16:30, it was getting much cooler and the crowds had gone. I suggested to Keith that we might try this stretch now and call it a day.

Take a big net for the town section

A change of leader and a LTD sedge landed me a few nice trout to about 4lb.

Keith lost two. The Police arrived and Keith was questioned as someone had reported us fishing the hallowed water! (The policeman was very courteous and obviously knows what a poacher looks like. All good banter!)

At about 17:00 we packed up.

An excellent day