To the lower stretch of the Seven on a day of broken cloud and a briskish breeze. The water looked pretty good, with the recent drop of rain adding a couple of inches in depth and a tinge of colour. I was optimistic as I started fishing at around 11.20 am with the 3wt and […]
Category: River Seven, Yorkshire
To the upper beat of the Seven on Spaunton Moor to see if the recent rain has livened things up. I was also giving a first outing to my smart new Simms fishing shirt, a birthday gift from my daughters. What with its two buttoned chest pockets, front pleat and natty embroidered trout logo I […]
Well the relentless heat hasn’t exactly made things conducive to fishing, but I was getting stir-crazy so decided to head to the weir pool on the Seven to see if the thunderstorms last night had livened it up a bit. I reckoned my best chance of a fish was to use the French nymphing system […]
For the past year or so I’ve been seeing a lot about so-called French nymphing, a mysterious Tenkara-ish system where you use a long, light rod, long leader with no need for fly line, and a heavy nymph with a dropper. You don’t cast the fly in the conventional way – you can’t because you […]
Up to the Spaunton Moor beat of the Seven on a muggy late morning of broken cloud and intermittent sunshine. The last time I was here she spurned me with blank, so today I was going to have to lay on the charm to get her back on side. As I tackled up the Burns […]
Up to the topmost, wild stretch of the Seven on the North York Moors. The river looked as pretty as ever, although the weather wasn’t up to much: 14C, overcast and a bothersome brisk northerly breeze blowing directly into my face. As I tackled up on the bankside I spotted a few nice rises in […]
Up to the lower beat of the Seven on a hot, clear late May early afternoon. The bankside was in its full glory: who needs the Chelsea Flower Show when you’ve got this: As I tackled up with the Burns seven-and-a-half footer I could see fish rising sporadically and therefore, perfectly reasonably (ha!), thought I […]
Wasn’t expecting much fishing action for the next few days, what with the daughter and new grandson staying. But what’s this – they are off to see mother-in-law and all I have to do is walk the dogs then I get a free pass. Brill. So it’s up to Spaunton on the North York Moors […]
Well, my little run of doubling the tally on each outing came to a somewhat abrupt end on the lower part of the Seven today. To be fair the portents weren’t that great. Summer seems to have disappeared as quickly as it arrived; a nasty wind (albeit behind me for most part – thank you […]
The slow start to the season continues. With a slight lift in temperature and the waters down to sensible levels maybe the fish would be livening up. With that hopeful thought in mind I wended my way northwards to the wild, upper stretch of the Seven. The car thermometer said it was 13C – somewhat […]