Saturday March 8th. 2014
The vice chairman of my angling syndicate requested me to shoot some pics of the water of one of
the neighboring syndicates who had recently jointed our collective.
The purpose of this collective was to be able to fish our stream past the sections we had leased
from the landowners.
While I took pictures at every bridge and feature I could find I was on the keen lookout for fish but
I could not spot any live in the water.
Even though the winter had been very mild and the temperatures of this day reached spring values
it did not result in fish activity.
On land it was a whole different story, the migratory lapwings had returned for some time now and I
even spotted the first butterflies of the season.
The elusive white herons that probably overwintered here where still around and I finally got close
enough to take at least a blurry shot.
When I doubled back from my photoshoot and followed the river I noticed that something had
changed. With the sun now high in the sky I spotted a lot of silvery shapes in the water at a spot
that was lifeless earlier in the day.
It turned out that the shallow water was inhabited by tons of dace.
Allthough it might have sounded easy to catch it was not, due to the shallow water the fish where
very wary - even the landing of a strike indicator would let the fish scatter in all directions.
In the end I did manage to catch one though - skunk avoided.
I returned to my home waters and fished one of my honeyholes where I landed one roach.
Further upstreams tons of roach had come out from nowhere and where hovering in the current,
none of them was interested in taking my offerings.
A few very big dace where rising at a spot where it was virtually impossible to get a fly served.
I attempted to catch one anyway by letting a segde drift downstream.
The fish hit but came off and the rest of the school dissappeared.
At one of the faster flowing sections I tossed in a heavy nymph that was immediately intercepted by a big fish.
The fish would not come to the surface so I suspected it was a brook trout as they tended to stay deep all the time.
The rod had a nice bend and since I fished a light tippet I did not want to horse the fish to the surface.
When the line went suddenly slack as the hook came out I wished I had used more force, oh well - there would
a rematch somewhere in time.
Last week the home waters seemed lifeless but that had changed now - I spotted tons of fat roach in the stream.
Fish where plenty but cooperative fish where in short supply.
Off course I ended the day at the pub where most people sat outside due to the exceptionally warm weather.
As the sun went down the outside air temperature plummeted fast though - typical for a spring day.
I opted for a spot at the fire and enjoyed a couple of cold ones and a good meal to celebrate the ending of the day.
Sunday March 9th. 2014
With the weather reaching summerly temperatures I figured that today should be
a good day to go fishing and that fish would be everywhere.
I was wrong since I did not spot as many fish as yesterday - might be the difference as I fished early morning.
I did offer my nymphs to loads of smaller roach stacked under a tree but they would not touch any of my nymphs.
I tried to find out if the mystery fish was still around that put such a nice bend in my #4 rod yesterday
but nothing would bite.
I took a break at the pub and hoped that the sunshine midday would coax the fish out into the open.
Had two fish contacts for a short while but both threw the hook.
As I was pondering what was wrong with me that I could not land a single fish I spotted a school of Dace,
a few fish where actively feeding from the surface so I tied on a small CDC segde.
The fish where hesitant but in the end one of the Dace went for the fly and saved my day.