The river down at the bottom of the field – the Lower Derwent – has been rubbish lately. It’s been well up, right over the banks and the colour of milky tea, for much of the past couple of weeks. But over the last few days it has started to drop and fine out. I’ve […]
Up to Pickering Beck with the French leader outfit. Pretty nippy at 3C but no real breeze to speak of. The water was low and surprisingly clear. On with the hot pink copper-headed nymph to the point and, as per suggestions passim, a dropper fly – a size 16 gold headed hare’s ear. A couple […]
A rare opportunity to get out of the house and up to a fly river. Bliss. Having had a couple of blank sessions on the Seven in the past few weeks I decided to give the Pickering Beck a whirl. I’m getting a bit disillusioned with this French nymphing mallarkey – well, my version of […]
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 […]
Managed to get up the Seven for a shot at the grayling only once over the past couple of weeks. Despite the deluge of rain last sunday the water was only up by two or three inches. I gave the French leader a go as best I could but it was hopeless, nothing doing at […]
Off for a week to the posh and pretty seaside town of Aldeburgh on the Suffolk coast: For reasons too complicated to explain here there wasn’t enough room in the car for my sea fishing kit, but fortunately the tackle shop down the road in Saxmundham had gear for hire, so I grabbed a rod […]
Today was to be the last session of my trout season, with domestic commitments ruling out the remaining days of September. One is tempted to say good riddance, but that would perhaps be churlish. But it has been a dismal latter half of the season – and I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one […]
If a poor workman blames his tools then I suppose the incompetent angler blames the conditions. I had a swift session on the Duchy beat of the Pickering beck yesterday but it was hopeless. The water was still very low, flowing slowly and as clear as I’ve seen it. It looked pretty enough: But hardly […]
[*Good morning Mr Trout! At least that’s what it’s supposed to say. If not, blame Google Translate] To the Tuscany-Umbria border for a week of sunshine (er, and thunderstorms) where we were to meet our great friends Geoff and Liz from Oz. I’ve not been to this part of the Italian countryside before and it […]
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 […]