Lower Derwent fishing

Rain at last. So where are the fish?

It’s been hopeless for the past couple of weeks. I’ve had a couple of sessions¬† on the Seven with the French leader and have touched not a single fish. I suspect this is largely down to the fact that I don’t really know what I am doing.¬† I had some moderate success with the method […]

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Lower Derwent fishing

An unexpected bonus

The fishing has been pretty hopeless in the past few weeks. The water is up everywhere and the temperatures down. I’d been to the river at the bottom of the field twice in the last few days, legering maggots to no avail. The rain had stayed away for a while and the levels had dropped […]

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Lower Derwent fishing

Water, water everywhere…

Think that maggot fishing down the bottom of the field is somewhat knocked on the head for a bit. Here is the swim I normally fish, with the chub-holding tree circled: Here’s what it looked like this morning, same tree circled: The path down to the river bank has become something of a canal: So […]

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Lower Derwent fishing

Nothing wrong with a dead maggot

I’m off down south for a few days and I knew I still had some maggots in the fridge that were getting on a bit so decided a quick session down at the river would be in order. I’d walked the dogs earlier and noted that the level was well down after the recent rain […]

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Lower Derwent fishing

Coarsening the tone

My fishing week did not get off to an auspicious start. On Monday I headed off on the 50 minute trip to have a go at the Seven just west of Pickering in North Yorkshire. Ten minutes from my destination I suddenly realised I forgotten to put my flipping waders in the car. Cue Homer […]

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