A day/weekend of firsts for me. Apologies for the long report!
I'm up north staying with my sister near Inverness. She's a novice fly fisher but dead keen. So yesterday, we were at Geddes. Her casting was ropey, to say the least, but after a few pointers she was getting a fish-catching line out with nice loops - most of the time. Was pretty hard going but my sister got her first fish - a wee wild brownie of about 5 inches long. And her second - also a wee wild brownie. Both on a peter ross snatcher (a Dave Downie pattern) that I'd tied up for her as part of a collection I gave to her as a "thank you for having me" present. (Don't worry - she got a bottle of booze and an easter egg too!) I caught a couple of trees, a couple of brownies and a couple of rainbows for which were kept for dinner.
Today, I didn't much fancy fishing again but she was on a roll. So we went to Dunlichity - it's a small place stuffed full of decent sized rainbows. I have to say, it's a bit smaller than what I'd usually go for but the owner was dead friendly as were the other anglers and it's an attractive, accessible spot. Fish were rising pretty freely. After getting a couple of knocks on buzzers, and in view of the rises, I decided the washing line was the way to go, using a fiery brown hog-hopper on the point (tied up thanks to Davie McPhail's youtube videos). Blow me if the fish didn't rise and take the hog-hopper instead of the buzzers. So I got my first and second fish on a dry. Was totally stoked and, having caught and released a couple, the pressure was off. So the hog-hopper came off too, as did the buzzers, and I went totally dry fly.
Had seen a couple of pond olives around so on went a grey parachute emerger type thing with a red butt (can't remember the name). Another two fish. So on with the experiment and on with a black Bob's Bits. Another three fish. Decided to try a brown biot loop emerger. That worked too - another fish before I managed to crack it off on the back cast and didn't have a replacement. Finally, tried one of Davie McPhail's sparse midges in black. Another fish. Not bad for a four hour session and never having caught on dries before. Of course, having willing (suicidal?) fish helped! Mind you, not everybody was catching, so i must have been doing something right.
Even better was my sister getting her first rainbow - indeed, her first fish to fight back. And boy, did it fight back! With a bit of coaching she landed a belter - 3lb 5oz. Killed it, unhooked it, spooned it and (eventually) gutted it, all by herself. (In that order.) I am a very proud brother! That one was given to her neighbours and her second is in the freezer.
What did become obvious to me was the importance of having the last few feet of leader sub-surface. It was very bright and sunny. When the wind dropped and the ripple died away, I could see fish coming to inspect my fly. If the leader was floating, they turned away. If the leader was sunk, they took the fly, and it didn't seem to matter much what the fly was. Very exciting! Getting the leader to sink in a dead calm was a challenge but judicious use of leeda-sink saved the day.
Am feeling revitalised!
Neil
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