Sunday, 29 November 2015
Sunday, 19 July 2015
5 weeks of learning the behaviour of this fish tonight i managed to hunt it down and catch it after some major hard work..i had blanked so many times trying to get near this fish i had nearly given up but tonight it looked hungry and was bullying 2 massive chub around the pool, i knew its guard was down..
it was a 2 man job really as when i got into casting position i could not see the fish but got into zone and waited..
i knew where it fed but i had loads of small chub behind it that would spook it so it was a one cast chuck, there was no matching the hatch on here, the trent does not do heavy hatches and a massive LTD sedge (cullen style) was loaded on some serious twang..
i had never been able over the weeks to work out where the trouts bolt hole was but i was about to in spectacular fashion!
the cast went into the zone, not a good cast, it looked about 2ft behind it on a upstream cast, i waited in the flat dead water and thought about another blank on the cards but the size 12 sedge just swirled under in the slightest of nips !
i knew it was the trophy as i belted a down stream strike to set the hook!! it all locked up and the fish did something that i will never forget, it jumped out 2ft in the air and when i saw the size of it my knees went, it then did exactly the same again right into its home in a massive overhanger.. it was going wild and i can only describe it like a fresh run salmon!
it went through weed, roots and no matter how hard i pulled it went harder, i got it all free from the mess and it bolted upstream taking serious line.
After 5 mins i had the fish right infront of me and it still was not ready but my nerves were shot so just dived the net under it, nothing like they tell you in the books..
23 inches 4lb 2oz of wild Trent Trout on a dry fly, it dont get much better for me ..
living the dream
Thursday, 25 June 2015
Saturday, 30 May 2015
We spotted a very tiny sipper in a back eddy of 10ft deep water, we could not see the fish as it was in coloured water.. It was dimpling the surface under a over hanging tree.. We knew what it was feeding on.. Dead duck flys and the odd Hawthorne. Mark got out his own tyed IHBO humpy on a size 20 and crept down on his hands and knees doggy style ! I sat and watched as he did a bow and arrow cast about 1 foot from the bank edge.. The slightest of sips and his rod twatted right over to our amazement of a running horse!!
A mental scrap amongst some trees and we had a true wild big hoose in the Net..
Mark has only being fly fishing a year but is a experienced angler and he was buzzing his head off..own tied fly, tricky cast.. Dry fly.. Now that's the cream brother