River Seven, Yorkshire

Emergers knock wets into cocked hat on the Seven

05/07/2017

Today I had a cunning plan. Well, two cunning plans in fact, the first being not to forget my waders as I had done on Monday. The second plan was to nip up to the first stretch of our beat on the Seven and winkle out many a wild brown trout with a classically tied Sawyer’s pheasant-tail nymph.

I tackled up with the usual seven-and-a-half foot Chas Burns 3 wt with about 10 ft of leader and put the size 16 nymph on the end. The water was looking good, with just a tint of colour:

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I could see one or two small rises, but not that many. There was a pesky breeze directly into my face. No matter, the copper on the fly would add a bit of weight and help the line cut through the wind. So I merrily began exploring the water and making my way upstream. Nothing. I covered a handful of rising fish to no avail, so after half an hour or so switched to a size 16 black spider (maintaining the wet fly theme) and immediately hit  a small fish:

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Thing is, I reckon the fish took the fly before it had become saturated so was effectively a dry. I persisted upstream for thirty or forty yards with nothing to show for my effort. It’s jungly here and there:

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As usual, the fish rise in the pools in the trees that are pretty much inaccessible to the likes of me. Came across a lot of dibbly rises and kept covering them but with no luck. I was surprised that the fish still hung around despite the flogging I was giving the water. Then I eventually connected and realised why the fish were not too spooky:

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Well, after another half an hour I abandoned the wet fly experiment and switched to the trusty foam-head emerger, which almost immediately brought success:

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Picked up a couple more of similar size before coming to this nice run, where fish were rising in the slower water on the right hand side beneath the trees:

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I rose one or two without setting the hook, then covered a nice looking rise, which produced this fish of around 12″:

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That is pretty damn good for these parts and I was chuffed. Hooked and lost another of similar size.

Carried on up to the weir:

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Picked up a handful on the way and another two or three small ones in the weir pool:

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All in I had 13 browns and two small grayling. The emerger won the day. Again.

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