Red river and yellow mays
Just thought id jot afew words here during my lunch break for anyone thinking of venturing onto the River Usk this weekend to wet a line whos hopes may be lost due to the rains pusing down the valleys....
Yesturday evening I ventured out in a downpour , clutching my freshly finnished 8ft 3weight not expecting to find many fish rising due to my expectations of a river running red....
I met a friend, who as eager, or maybe I should say or as other may say, mad enough to venture out in weather such as it was.... Well, as many of us know, during a heavy spell of rain, durin this time of year when everything around has finally turned lush and green , there can be nothing better than these conditons for flyfishing, especially when your local stretch gets slogged to death by dogs chasing sticks and the fish sometimes may see more sticks and people than thier daily menue of aquatic insect, well, maybe not but it would sem like that....
Bring on the rain and one shall have the river to him self... That was pretty much the story yester eve, and, it is on these occasions that one gets to really see the spots that are well visited by many other than fisherpersons come alive ...
Well, youre getting the picture by now..... Im talking yellow mays and how much a joy it was last night to catch several fine fine fish from a river running red..... My friend had long departed and were merely out for a 10 minute strole.... I strode along in anticipation (as ever) to a long calm
where all the above fore mentioned takes place, dogwalkers , paddlers , drunks and the likes , blah blah blah.....
At around 8pm the yellow mays were really coming off in good numbers and it was while waching 5 mays fluttering off from the waters surface simultaniously that in the corner of my eye I saw a biol in the surface, tight to the bank just to the left of a grass hump.... After a few minutes of closer examination id spotted several rises, good rises they were too , some very subtle and some aggressive....
Like you I couldnt thread up quick enough, my leader was allready set up with a fine 3lb point, brilliant... On went the little yellow may , a scram,ble down the bank false casting as I went . I shot the fly line over the grass hump hooking just the leader onto the water, as I did the fish id spotted rose to a nutural just down a few feet from where my fly just landed, my fly gently drifted over the rise past the fish, I thought id screwd it as my line was hooked over the longgrass on the hump, however the fish turned and engulfed my fly, I struck and all went crazy... I Thanked the fish for being so obliging (sp?) and slipped it back into the river..... So, with good karma the next hour to follow went pretty much like that and was a real treat... I dont thing ive had such quick success on a river running as red as it was before and I urge anyone to scan the shallows of their river during a great hatch of yellow mays....
Cheers for now
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