Sharks? What Sharks?

A bit delayed in posting my Striperheads trip report but I’ve been trying to catch up on stuff at home after spending nearly all summer working away. During the weeks before the trip I had heard that the Great White Shark numbers were up this year with some anglers losing fish on the line to them. The Sunday before I was due to travel I heard on the news that a second attack this year had sadly resulted in a death. This issue seemed to prompt the appearance of new signs.

shark sign

I have one issue with this sign, I want the schools of fish to catch them!

My actual trip to Cape Cod USA started on the 19th September when I left old Blighty and arrived sometime later in the day, in the dark at the yurt (a nice park ranger gave me a lift to the yurt from the entrance to the park a mile away) and the for the first time found myself the first to arrive with Splinta arriving very late. As always the trip itself had began a few months before with the booking of flights, etc followed nearer the time with the tying of flies and last minute packing, all part of the adventure.

The first full day was spent getting the living quarters and kitchen area set up and grills, etc cleaned. The afternoon involved a road trip to the store and a visit to one or two of the old haunts. Herring river seemed to have changed with the channel slightly diverted. Brewser flats had once again changed with the main channel although deeper and still in place was noticeably deeper (still a long walk) with new channels seen to be running across the flats diagonally before the main channel was reached. A new parking area was found mid way between Saints Landing and the other place I cann’t remember the name of. We also paid a visit to the Goose Hammock for information on the fishing but this proved not very helpful but they did say the bay side flats where good (Brewser Flats among them).


The following day saw Bill arrive and a trip to Herring river to fish, this saw my first Striped Bass of the trip on a clouser from one of the low water pools. The trick here is to treat the location as river and fish the features. The most productive areas being where the river dropped from the shallows in to deeper water where the fish were waiting for food. The general rule of thumb seemed to stay each time I visited this location although as the days went by fewer fish could be found here as well as else where. The start of the Autumn run had started. Also the same day a trip to Chatham habour for a look see with some fishing from the causeway to Morris Island had produced nothing, possibly due to pesky seal swimming about.

The next place was Hardings beach, I was dropped off to fish and as usual walking to the outlet. I spoke to another fisher on the way to the end and told that the a few Albies? had been seen feeding beyond casting range but no Stripers. Once at the end I saw one fish, a large Striper close to the edge but too quick to cast to. Someone reported that a couple of schools of Albie had swam past them on the ocean side of the outlet close in but each time his lure had been to far out.

This was followed by a couple trips to Forest beach with Wayne (Ron and Bill joining us at times). One day in particular proving frustrating as the bluefish were seen to be feeding but uncatchable. Wayne, however found he could get them by trolling but due to the wind he had to row in and beach the fish otherwise he would have drifted off into the distance.

After the first fish on a clouser was more or less down to just fishing a white beastmasterhas this seemed to be the fly that the fish wanted. One fly week?

Early morning raids on Brewser Flats with Wayne also seemed to be a key to getting fish from the far channel, despite the long walk out in knee deep water. The first morning at this location was the most successful with fish swirling behind us but the catchable ones being within the main channel itself. The first morning had also been eventful with large numbers of Turns feeding on bait, sandeels? Fish had been seen feeding underneath which had not been the case a couple of days before when we entered the area from a parking area a little further to the west. The bait was seen on during the last visit to this location, sandeels. The last time I fished the channel I managed to get my biggest fish of the trip.


The last couple of days that were fishable proved to be a bit windy and wet but we still got out, only fishing where there was shelter.

This trip was not just about the fishing (I lost count of the fish), it was about seeing my friends, the food and chilling out. Mostly the company though, its always good to see the rest of the Striperhead crew.

Where to next?

Suggestions ranged during this trip of  a trip to Montana, a June trip to the Catskills and an Autumn Striperheads.


November Means Galway

I am pleased to say that once again I will paying a visit to the Irish Fly Fair.

The event takes place at the Galway Bay Hotel on the 10th and 11th of November 2018 (less than a month from now). From now until then I will getting some flies done for display as well as selling. In all likely hood I will have my now standard saltwater flies as well as a few lough flies and river flies. It has crossed my mind to do a couple of Salmon flies but only if I have time and don’t get sent on an away project again by work.

Details can be found here-

No Hope Start

Its been a long time, to long both on this blog and to the stream. Work as got in the way and I’ve been busy on the tying side of things. Not for myself, oh no. I did a set for someone going for Golden Dorado and I’m currently working a big load of flies for someone (I don’t mind because this pays for the fishing. February saw me at the BFFI, a last minute invite which I was very happy to accept. great fun and another chance to restock the tying table. I also got a new vice which I’ve been very happy about but I’m still waiting for the tube fly jaws.

The season started in Wales on the 3rd of March but the weather was not good… snow. Then I had my usual week of at the end of March but the rain of mega proportions struck so I was tying for many hours. The chalkstreams were very high and over the banks. In places they still are, I saw for myself today.


The above photo was taken when I arrived, the water must be at least a foot higher than normal at this point because on the left where the tree is should be a dry reed bed where the swans normally would be nesting. There was a fair few Grannom sedge about but due to the colour and height of the river I saw no rises, nothing at all (small fish in the case don’t count).

After a couple of hours of sitting, watching and few half harted casts I moved up stream to the West Amesbury stretch.


The river here seemed a little less coloured but was several inches higher than normal. Not so much fly life and still no rises. At about 3 I saw one then a couple of others and all on the far bank. It was at this point I was wished I had fished the Usk or even the Taff but I was still happy to be out. Not good  fish wise, there is still next week.

Galway 2017

A couple of weeks ago I spent the weekend in Galway at the Irish flyfair tying flies. I thought I was going to sharing a table but when I arrived at the venue I found otherwise. Once again I was in the conservatory but this time my back was to the bay.

Saturday I seemed as busy as the year before with a couple of people from the previous year coming up. I also got to meet and talk to a few new people, some of which took my card away. I also met an old friend who I haven’t seen in years and will hopefully be fishing with next year. Now, me being me and having rushed to get stuff together the week before forgot several materials for the flies that I was going to tie but I was still able to do what I planned to. The first and what I tied often over the weekend was a foam detached body mayfly which doesn’t have a name yet. Mostly I tied with a light grey hi-float fibre wing but an olive deer hair (use Elk if you want) was also suggested. When I get around to it I will be posting a post on how to tie this fly.



Sunday seemed to be alot quieter compared to Saturday and I’m sure the previous year although I heard the stands had a steady run of people. I managed to bag a few new bits (new capes and coq de leon which looks better than the Whiting stuff). As for UV glue, I took the chance to talk to a few people and on the Funky tying stand I haad a good look at a glue which I am finding is far better than the bugbond stuff I’ve been using. This new stuff dries after ten seconds hard, not tacky so that i don’t have to do the nail varnish trick.

I had many questions and alot of interest in my saltwater flies. It seems that a few people think there are for Pike. Maybe next year I will doing some in Pike colours. The smaller sandeel (or fry pattern) will get another couple of colours including silver side.


Roll on next year…

Off To Galway

In about a less than a months time, on the 11th and 12th November I will be in Galway tying at the Irish fly fair, Actually due to the amount of tyers and the desire for one gentleman to have a look around as well. I will be sharing a table for half of each day which means I get to do a bit of restocking of the table.

For further information just follow this link


Little Red Ant Strikes Again

I was thinking today that maybe I should get back to what is important, namely fishing. Other things have been taking my time recently and this post that I started at the end of September proved that my time really had been taken so I had to change the start.

At the end of August we had a public holiday, I knew it would be the last chance for a Monday fishing session for a while so I went down to the river Avon for a few hours. I also had a few flies to drop off. The weather had been hot the previous days and according to the papers the following day the day had been the hottest on record. No kidding! There was very few flies hatching but a few smaller fish (mostly Grayling) where rising. From experience I knew and regarded that time of year the time for small flies. The lack of a decent hatch made things more difficult so terrestrials may well be the key. Most people go straight for beetle but in my case, its ants first.

I have written about this fly before but today it once again saved the day. I seemed to get the best hook ups and takes with a size 18, anything smaller and I had missed fish or long range releases. The fly is simply a large rear red body, a space showing the black thread a red middle and an elk wing. When I got home I restocked thinking I would be out again but alas that was not the case.

Trout Don’t Read The Rules!

As ever I have to get some fishing in when I can, this is particularly true during the week. As ever work gets in the way but this week provided a chance because a site came up very last minute and the first thing through my tired, muddled mind was “I can get on the small streams”. I purposely made sure I didn’t have a works vehicle for this, because if I did that would rule out the streams in the Forest of Dean. First was the easy one, the little stream next to the road on the way home with several access spots.

The first location for this stream is the section that I have mentioned before. Easy parking with a nice big lay by, set up and walk the metres to the stream. Every book or magazine says to wear drab clothes for trout, you try that on the way home from work which requires hi-viz. I might have mentioned this before but covered the day-glow orange trousers with waders. Not today though, the trout don’t care. I parked up, set up and walked down to the stream. According to the sign there is an alert for crayfish plague, so my kit is dying thoroughly as advised.

We’ve had pretty lousy weather recently and I expected the river to be carrying extra water or murky or both. In reality it was summer level and clear, excellent! Making my way along the short stretch I flicked my sedge through to the first gap in the trees and bang, a small trout took the fly, quickly followed by another slightly bigger brown. I moved up stream a hundred metres or so and cast the fly in, so 6 feet away a trout went for my sedge and missed, then missed again. All three would have seen the day-glow orange but took with confidence. So do we really need to dress drab or in camo?

Plans for tomorrow? The Forest was on the cards until the weekend, but work as thrown the spanner in the works again, a change of site Monday means I have to go to the office to give the paper work to someone else who lives close to the site and I have to see some one about a place in the New Forest in Hampshire… First thought is where are the little free streams?