Saturday was the first River Annan Trust Grayling open day. I like these events, you turn up and can ask for or are allocated a beat often one you wouldn’t normally try or maybe have access to. There wasn’t a big crowd but that makes for room for all across the allocated fishing space. Anglers are asked to provide catch returns of grayling caught, their approximate sizes and any over 40cm to take a scale sample for analysis and recording.
I think on any river its easy to take the safe option and fish where you know but I enjoy exploring new locations and asked therefor not to be allocated Applegarth ( I know it pretty well ) and wasn’t fussed for doing Hoddom either ( both are good beats but have been before ) Hoddom already had about 5 angler allocated so myself and fishing partner for the day, John, were offered Cleuchhead, near Brydekirk. I didn’t know it at all but John though not familiar with the name ( that transpired to be senility setting in) recognised the directions from when he was a boy and was made to run errands there and back from Glasgow, in his bare feet, for thruppence ha’penny, and only gruel for breakfast….. or maybe he fished there once last season.
The river was big today
With a couple of hot chocolates an a hot roll in me, and John having had a plateful of Statin repellent we were off in sub zero temperatures but a fine sunrise to find our fishing. Nick… Continue reading
Yesterday I finally made good on my intention to get out again on the River Leader, tributary of the Tweed, on my season ticket, purchased at the beginning of the year. My attempt at a day out here the other week ended up in a rather expensive aborted trip at the Galadean turning.
I wanted to fish the top section of the Earlston water, as I hadn’t been here before. Its always with a little trepidation you approach a new water, you haven’t fished before. You don’t know where the lies and decent runs are and I always feel like there is someone passing in a car thinking or saying….”whats that eejit fishing there for, everyone knows there aren’t any fish there….!” . So a trip like this you need to put down as exploratory and expect to come away fishless, anything else is a bonus.
The carcasses of spent Salmon litter the riverbank
I did find a good access to the river and got parked and kitted up close by. As I approached the water over a bridge though the smell of rotten fish was plainly evident. The cause was clear, there were a lot of spent salmon carcasses by the river. Looks like the Otter’s won’t be going hungry any time soon. This was also ( I forgot to be honest as I don’t follow the salmon seasons closely) the final day of the Tweed salmon season. There are still a few fish in the river and I seen a few big carcasses as well as a couple… Continue reading
Not going to go into deep detail on this post. about Sunday’s short 2 hours at the Mill Pond at Swanswater. Once again the recent weather ( a lot of rainfall) precluded any river outings, and then heavy dank foggy conditions held me back from getting out until it seemed to lift a little around 2pm. So I couldn’t be bothered taking a two hour ticket on the main water ( it can take longer to find the fish and the pattern) so i opted to try my luck on one of the wee ponds. The Meadow Pond was pretty busy too, leaving the Mill Pond which has been somewhat afflicted by thick weed growth this year. I know Alastair has had a hard time keeping it clear. Despite us being well into Autumn there is a still a bit weed there and so the shallower end is still quite difficult to fish with sinking flies. The deeper bottom end had three anglers covering the main areas so I took the nearest casting platform I could and started to fish. I started with two flies, a wee spider on the dropper and a Squirmy Wormy Bloodworm, but the two flies on the intermediate were proving to be a snag fest. So off with the intermediate, off with the dropper, on with a sink tip and soon after fish number 1, a typical 2lb Rainbow on the bloodworm. Soon I had number 2 a very thick short but heavy fish probably of about 3lb came to the net.
A few fish… Continue reading
With my car off the road. my fishing options are somewhat limited by my inability to get anywhere at any distance. Consequently, much as Grayling fishing would have been my first choice, ( though I suspect the rivers would probably have been up and coloured.) it was back down the road to Swanswater just a few minutes away.
Conditions were different today with the loch high and carrying some colour from the last few days rainfall but no wind at all, flat calm and a wee bit milder than it felt last Sunday.
I started at the road side pegs as the rest of the place was pretty busy and space was limited. The angler directly opposite me landed a 3lb stocked Brownie just as I was getting started but I think he was feeling a bit hard done by that he couldnt take the now out of season fish! I never seen anyone take a fish the rest of my time there. From what I can gather it fished well in the morning but seems to have gone off a bit in the afternoon. For my own part I started on a buzzer on point with a bloodworm I tied this week using some Squirmy Wormy material I actually got for the Grayling bugs but decided to make some bloodworm Apps style bloodworms with and give it a go on the trout.
My first use was unsuccessful but then every other fly ranging from Wets, and small dries ( the fish seemed to start rising just subsurface later as the… Continue reading
Apologies to Game of Thrones for that title. I will probably get bombarded by loads of fantasy box set enthusiasts looking for pictures of Sean Bean for that one! The old tootsies have been the factor limiting my fishing recently ( along with the weather at weekends). The rheumatologist took pity on me at my last visit and gave me a steroid shot and it seems to be having some effect and I felt I ought to take advantage of the marbles having been removed from under my feet, to get out and fish. But where to go? The Grayling season is now underway, the weather was actually unseasonably warm at the tail end of the week. What was happening there? I went for a wee walk on Friday night around 8pm and you would have been comfortable in a thin sweater. It was like a warm summers evening but dark!
My best chance to get out for a day on a river was Saturday so I packed the car and decided the River Leader would be graced with my presence. I had bought a season ticket early in the year and had enjoyed my wee outing there albeit I never located the ladies of the stream. Maybe this venture would be better, I would try somewhere else on this wee river. There had been some reasonable rainfall recently so there ought to be enough water to make it worthwhile.
Alas the day was not to go smoothly. The journey down into the eastern borders was uneventful enough until I… Continue reading
What a cracking day Saturday turned out to be, no wind and warm in the afternoon sunshine. I am having problems with standing/walking just now but it really was too good not to be out so with a few pills popped, I eased the aching body into the car and headed for somewhere I haven’t been for a surprising amount of time, Orchil Loch near Braco.
It wasn’t especially busy, there were a few guys who are probably a small club, on on the North Bank but there was plenty of space and the trout were rising pretty well everywhere, but were very noticeable near the lodge end.
Orchil looking gorgeous in Autumn sunshine
I set up with a tapered leader, 6lb flurocarbon on point and crossed the outflow to fish of the first peg on the far side. The fish were rising within feet of the casting platform but it wasn’t clear to what, as I think they were taking just below the surface. The only obvious flies were tiny midges so I tied on a size 16 black spider pattern, one of Will’s so called Curmudgeons.
First fish on the dry daddy, a good 3lb’s
Within a few minutes despite the less than shy fish, and one slight bulge that was obviously a fish looking but refusing, I still didn’t have anything and was thinking the fly was wrong. One of the anglers on the far bank had clearly changed tactics and his first cast with a dry netted him a fish. So I felt I was on… Continue reading
So as the sun set beyond, an admittedly grey and cloud obscured horizon this evening, the curtain falls on another Brown Trout season. Its been a funny season for me, though one I enjoyed, particularly as I wasn’t sure I would be a regular participant at all at the start of it. While I wasn’t out as much as I would maybe like I was out a lot more than I dared hope and overall it wasn’t bad.
I became a member of LASAC this year and that gave me fishing on North Coulter reservoir and the River Carron near Denny. I had fished the loch before with friend Tommy, though somehow we never met up on the loch this year, so it was a bit more of a learning season here for me. I had a few good outings in the early part of the season and though the boat mooring arrangement is a bit of a hassle, if you have the time for it, its a lovely location when the weather is settled. You don’t want to be there in anything more than a stiff breeze at sea level though! The river almost became my “go to” place this year though. When the wind was too stiff you had a chance of getting out on the river and it has been something of a “find”. I had thought of fishing it a few times prior to becoming a member but I never really knew anything about it. My only recollection of the Carron was a rather manky slow section… Continue reading
With the end of the Brown Trout season rapidly approaching now, and having had less free time in evenings to cast a line recently ( been doing a lot of night shift) Saturday was a case of weighing up my options. I already had plans for Sunday, so would Saturday be a visit to the 6 monthly open day at GAC or some time on the river. The weather was set fair, the wind hadn’t come to an awful lot, the forecast had been for stronger winds, so I decided the River would be worth a visit. Set up with my three weight bugging rod, and dispensing with the French Leader so I could quickly swap methods, as conditions dictated, I intended to fish bugs on a short line. I also thought of maybe visiting a stretch I hadn’t been to before but then decided if it was my last session of the year on the River Carron, might as well go where I knew there was some chance of finding fish.
Its that time of year
I got down by the water and I could see there was a fairly brisk upstream wind and there was negligible flow, the river was pretty low, I guess I shouldn’t really be surprised as there hasn’t been a lot of rain of late really.
I decided to move down to the very shallow water and fish upstream towards the deeper water where I have caught fish before, fan casting up the middle of the river fishing a single dry fly and a… Continue reading
The last few days have been traumatic. I was in a bit of a daze to be frank Friday and was pleased John texted me to see if I fancied going out on the Clyde. Fishing had not even been on my mind and my feet were so sore I really wasn’t sure of the wisdom of wading round a river, but sometimes the needs of the mind exceed the limitations of the body. It was good to get out.
With a day ticket eventually purchased, I was out on the Clyde. We were bugging primarily for Trout but if a Grayling appeared there would be few complaints!
John with his first lady of the session
John showed me a run where he had had a lot of success before, the water was relatively low so you needed to wad to get near the deeper channels where fish would lie.
My first fish through was not that successful, I did think initially I had a couple of knocks but as time went on I think to be honest it was probably just snags or leaves.
John reckoned my three fly bugging cast was too long, and had one too many flies on ( he has been getting some tips from some top anglers recently- so I was willing to go with the flow and retired to modify my cast while he stepped in. I don’t find the wading especially easy round the bigger round rocks you get round here and already the feet were aching, so I decided to sit… Continue reading
It had been a long week away down south last week and after getting a few wee chores done on Saturday morning to catch up, with the weather warm and settled it seemed churlish not to be thinking about some fishing. While bright warm sunshine is never going to be great for fishing there are few locations nicer that Swanswater on such days, and though I knew it wouldn’t be easy I decided to pop round the corner for the afternoon. Usually you would be thinking about it cooling down with Autumn right around the corner but summer seemed to have returned this last wee while. I had a lengthy blether with Alastair just after arrival, and he mentioned it hadn’t been fishing especially well, the water had warmed up again and the fish were slow. As if to confirm, an angler came off just then and said he had three fish before 9 then it had gone quiet, and he only had one pull in the rest of his time.
However I was encouraged to see a few fish moving between the island and the road side pegs and headed there, as I crossed the dam a boat angler hooked into a fish so maybe it wasn’t to be so grim after all?
I had a couple of buzzers on and within a few casts I had managed a somewhat tentative couple of nips at the flies and it was clear there were a few fish about. However after about an hour with several changes of pattern and approach… Continue reading