Big Yellows On The Usk

A day after the Wylie it was the turn of the Usk, I decided to fish a stretch that I hadn’t fished before, having rejoining a club on the Usk, one that also enables me to fish the Taff I can also fish for Salmon. Upon arriving I met a couple of other people who were just leaving. They told me that the salmon fishing had been pretty good this year, in deed I actually saw a fish move so maybe I should swap my trout licence for a salmon one to give me the option. Now the issue here is that I have sold or given most of my salmon flies away so a restock is needed.

There were very few fish rising once I got to the river so I took the chance to walk the length which was quite a way. I started down stream and took/lost a fish on a wet fly. This was the one that had proved successful earlier in the season. Still not that much until about 3 in the afternoon when the bugs started to hatch in the intervals between the clouds and the fish rose. Sedges and smaller olives were obvious but the very odd mayfly was also seen but I strongly suspected they wanted the yellow mays. I took a fish on size 12 parachute adams and missed a couple on yellow humpies. Since this trip I have done a couple of yellow may dries (future post). The fish were one of the bigger ones from the river for me so well worth it.

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This fish was a beautifully marked welsh tiger. Well worth the drive.

Ashley

Clawed Presence

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I woke up early again, my body clock still hadn’t adjusted to having a week off and it was now Thursday. It was kind of useful because it encouraged me to get up and go and get a few hours in on the club stretch of the River Wylie. Being really early I found the roads quiet and no one else fishing. I put the sedge from the previous days fishing on my Orivis superfine touch 2 weight and made my way down to the end of the ‘beat’. From there I made my way upstream, on little streams like this I often don’t wade. I prefer to just wear walking boots, in this case a pair that was supposed to be water proof but weren’t, my feet got wet. I then just explore not really caring for mud and other stuff. Its all part of the fun. As I made my way I picked of a few decent Grayling and wild brown trout and losing a few flies along the way. I took all of the fish on the sedge pattern that I started with but very few were left at the end of the session so I’ll be tying some more.

The fly itself is on a size 16 with a body of KRAP dubbing, in this case it was the standard mix, not coloured but I’ll be doing a few with varying colours to match the hatch. The wing is Hi-Float fibres in light dun with elk hair over the top. No Hackle!

As the day wore on the bugs died away during the heat but I expect they’ll appear later when it cools. The rises also died away but I picked a few fish up blind casting. I packed up at 10ish and went home via the record shop.

Ashley

Two In Three

This day was going to be one of moving around which can be fun and end up with a bit of variety in size of river and hatches encountered. I had been invited to fish with a friend but no idea where we were going. I woke up early so with a few hours still to go and not able to sleep I went to fish a club stretch and ended up on the R.Avon near Amesbury. The day was still cool but I fully expected it to heat up later, the weather had been very hot over the past couple of days with temperatures reaching the 30’s.

With not much clue as to what was hatching I went down to the water before 6am and several sedges were flying around with the very odd fish rising. These turned out to be mostly Grayling with the trout having a ‘layin’. I found that the fish were keyed in on sedges, in particular a sedge with light olive body and a wing of light dun high-float fibre with elk hair over the top. No Hackle. I did manage a trout but not very big with several not to big Grayling. About 8.30 ish it was time to move, the river keeper turned up to cut some of the weed and I decided to go to a nearby cafe for breakfast.

At 10am I met a friend to drop some flies off and waited for my fishing partner, on arrival it was decided to go to the river Wylie. We made our way down the A303 to a stretch I haven’t fished for a while. Fish were rising and so was the temperature, the sedges were about but only in the shade but a few pale wateries were flying about. The sedge from earlier came off and on went a size 18 parachute.

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A simple fly but was found to be all I needed, I will likely change the hackle to a ginger variant as I think this hackle is more buggy. As made my way along the stream I found alot of fish spooky so resorted to stalking on my hands and knees which made a big differences with several nice Grayling including one of about a pound and half coming to the net. Then came lunch, many pubs in the area were found to be shut but thankfully one was found near another stretch of the Wylie.

Now came the third stretch of river for the day. Pretty close to my clubs stretch but narrower for some reason. The fish were once again spooky in the clear water and the sweltering  heat didn’t help. Has hinted along the previous bit of river there were a few Mayflies still hatching and the fish were after them. A size 14 roadkill wulff did the magic with several nice trout (some not to big) coming to hand. I had miss judged the rod bring with my latest toy, an Orvis 9ft 6 weight proving itself once again. Who needs a rod of several hundred quid when one costing below 200 will do the job. At least the length allowed me to control the line and get over the bankside cover. By 4.30ish the heat had taken its toll and we headed home.

Ashley

 

Well I Don’t Remember That One

Every once in a while I’ll be fishing and open my fly box for a fly to try next. When I fished the River Usk a few weeks I had just one such moment. I may have mentioned the fly and said I would write about it, here is a short post on the fly with no name. I am convinced that it is a fly that I came up with what I had on the bench and with early season fishing in mind.

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What’s it face

As you may notice the fly is getting called something different each time so a name would be welcome.

The silk is primrose coloured and tied on a size 12. The tail looks to be taken from a bronze mallard feather which was possibly lying on the bend and not very well coloured. The body is hares body fur from the body and ribbed with oval gold tinsel from a craft store. The hackle is brown partridge. As with all my trout flies, the head is sealed with melted bees wax.

I had success fishing with the classic across and down stream wet fly swing although I am suspecting a bit of floatant would enable the fly to be fished as a dry fly upstream.

Ashley

And then the clouds came

 

 

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A new season brings new hope and beginnings, so I return to fishing and blogging after a few months of being busy with work and tying. I’ve been doing the usual big fly order and trying one or two new things (more of that over the next couple of weeks).

After a delay in escaping I finally got to go fishing on the last day of March, slacking I know with the Usk opening at the beginning but alas the kids kept demanding my attention at the weekend and the general feeling of not wanting to drive due to car prangs which weren’t my fault. It wasn’t my usual start, no tiny streams or the centre of Usk. Nope, I found that an old club, MTAA had changed their subscriptions and all I had to pay was for a season ticket. It also covers the Taff which is an improving river and not just trout but salmon as well. With the salmon fishing very poor I’m not going to really bigger with them so the trout should keep me busy.

The day began with my arrival at 11ish with bright clear skies with a quite a bit of fly life about so things looked promising. There was the small detail of river height, it was a little to high for trout and a little coloured so it was going to be difficult. Straight away I went for soft hackles, just because I like them at this time of year and I was more interested in taking it easy. Nymphs will have to wait another day. The first choices weren’t popular with the trout but after moving to the lower section I changed to a different top dropper pattern which I can not remember the name of but looked right.

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I will post the pattern another day but it bought me my first trout of the season but appears to imitate the March Brown that I seem to have missed. It was at this point the clouds rolled in and a chill filled the air so there was no chance of another hatch of Grannom sedges. but it felt good to be out. I also had the chance to speak to two other people fishing and was told that the salmon fishing on the Usk was again poor with the Wye also poor (compared to last year which was good).

Ashley

What Month is This Really?

Yes, I’m still behind but getting there, maybe I’ll catch up today as I am off work with a bad foot…maybe get some tying done.

Its been about 3 weeks since I last went fishing, it was only a few hours but it was fun. I had a phone call from a friend a couple of days before to go and fish the chalkstreams with him and has always I accepted (I needed to fish). We fished a private stretch of the River Avon not far fro Amesbury for Grayling. I could see the very odd fish rise upon my arrival but they looked small. So I ignored them and made my way up stream with a small dry attached looking for better fish. I spotted one of about 1 1/2lb  but it saw me about the same time and moved off. He later moved back to his spot because my friend saw him in the same place.

I found a stretch of roughly 200 yards with fish rising at regular intervals, it was noticeable that they were in varying sizes with groups of fish seemingly bunched into size. I picked one spot with what looked like good sized fish with the odd brown mixed in. The fly live was small spur wings, Sedges and Pale Wateries as well as lots of little midges things. Most of my fish came to a size 18 Griffiths Gnat. Other fish came to size 18 snowshoe emergers in a pale yellow colour. Because of the action I hadn’t really noticed until the last hour from 3.30 that it was still warm for the time of year. That may explain the decent hatches but the fish still knew that the mild weather won’t last and were busy adding the fat needed for winter.

Its always nice to fish with someone, in the case its someone I have known for years and its nice to get the low down on the rivers and find out what is happening.

Ashley

Striperheads Watch Out For Sharks

This time three weeks ago I was on my way back from my now annual trip to Cape Cod for the Striperheads clave. It’s more than a clave but a group of friends having an annual get together to catch up but it’s clave atmosphere is still there because new comers are always welcome. There was one new comer this year for me although she had actually been last year but the day after I left. The fishing itself seems to have been more consistent with fish being caught in several places and seemingly slightly higher numbers. I also noticed more bigger fish.

The first full days fishing for myself and Bill took place in an tidal area near Wellfleet, the area seemed very flat with a semi soft bottom with Bill deciding to try his Kayak later in the week. The best spot was the inlet type location with a sluice type thing running under the road. I managed a few fish from here on the a white beastermaster.

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On the Tuesday I fished from Morris Island because we had heard that it had been good fishing over the previous few weeks but a chance encounter on the way down to the ocean and a chat found that the pogies had left the area. I managed to find a small feeding frenzy about a mile along the beach but no takers. I fished up and down looking for fish but nothing. I was later picked up and we went back to the camp site for debriefing. Wayne informed us, once he appeared, that the mill pond was very productive.

Thursday found Bill and myself back at Wellfleet , on the way we had seen a mill pond, salt marsh area that looked promising. We even noticed a large fish swirl when we drove past. Bill visited the spot the following day and manged a few good Stripers. What we found when we got to Wellfleet was that the tide was coming in and pretty high already so we spent some time doing a recon of the area. Wish I had seen it a couple of days before when I was wading.

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Oh well, at least we found a new beach to fish near by. We gave the beach a couple of hours but nothing took or showed it self so we went back to the camp site.

Friday was spent doing alot of recon for new places to fish including the Bass river which looked really good but that was going to have to wait. The reason for this was that the weather had turned with heavy over night ran fall. The cooking area didn’t look to good but we still managed to get a coffee.

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Saturday morning actually found myself and Bill at Herring river where we found fish. While the tide was coming in we managed to pick up several fish but once the water was pretty high the bites tailed off. We put this down to the fish being dispersed and not so tightly packed. Saturday also marked the annual Striperheads clave diner in the evening. I missed last years but this year it was just nice to sit, eat and spend time with friends.

Sunday was the last full day of fishing. Today I joined Ron on a trip to Morris Island. We walked from the car park and made our way along the beach towards the entrance to the harbour with Harding beach opposite but we didn’t quite get there because I show fish about half way along. A few casts and I took a nice Striper of about 17 inches. Then nothing, I continued walking and looking for fish but had to turn around due to time constraints. On the way back I noticed a couple of bow waves in the shallows and saw not two Stripers but half a dozen at least. I spooked the lot. After this I spotted a couple more fish which Ron went for but didn’t get them. These were big fish of at least 40 inches.

Monday was go home day. On the way myself and Splinta stopped at Brewsers Flats, I am still in denial that fish were feeding. But they were, we spotted a very good fish swirl along with several others. Oh, Well theres’ still next year.

Ashley