So having pre-booked some leave this week and finding myself Bored by 11am i decided to go out regardless.
Another weird kinda day, i have transversed 3 different beats and travelled between them by car in search for some rising fish.
Maybe about 5 miles on foot today, but finding the fish was tough.
Plenty LDO's and MBs hatching all afternoon so i eventually went and sat at a spot i know should have some fish and after yesterdays lesson on the Deveron about finding the fish on shallower water when its coloured, it seemed like a good spot to sit.
Well April showers is the best description of the late afternoon, it bucketed down and i started to think i may be perhaps starting to suffer from some sort of personality disorder. Why i could take such pleasure from sitting in the grass beside a brown river with a dryfly rod whilst getting drenched, when i could be at work........ ahhhhhhhh ... quite normal then
Well after Staring at the water for about 20 mins, it beats goats... i saw a fish take a fly, and then another.......
Fooled by yesterdays deadly Plume tip dun. 12" and felt like a real achievement
over the next hour i saw another 4 fish rise, one out of reach the other 3 were between 9 and 10" and all liked the fly.
About 4.30 the hatch of March Browns seemed to increase and they began to appear regularly, as we have noted the fish did not seem to be interested, but i was, so spent a while catching a few.
This hatch seemed to be steady flow right through till 6pm, about 5pm i looked at the queue of traffic and thought, i'm not at work why should i join them...... So i kept wandering about.
5.15 and there was nice rise halfway across the river and then another a bit closer, it appeared to be taking the MB's so i chucked the Olive Dun at him as you do... First drift and Bumfff.................... 10 mins later.........
My first TF from the Don for 2016, not a monster but 3.25lb on the net and 20" against the rod
most of my pictures give too much away
but the fish was in great condition.
My late grandad taught me to fly fish and sometimes i feel him with me when i'm out, today had that feel and despite his fun sense of humour i think he persuaded me to keep walking when common sense said jump in the car. A big bit of luck helps but i'd like to think that somewhere the old man is having a Nip to celebrate a nice fish against the odds
Sandy