I got a call from a farmer in our village. It sort of went along the lines of “you know that bit of stream that I have running through my land?, wanna fish it?”
You can probably guess the answer. We arranged to meet at 7pm as I didn’t have a spare day as work has been a little crazy.
The stream is small, overgrown and hasn’t been fished for quite sometime. The farmer is the only person who has fished it and he hasn’t done that for a while.
I asked him what he used when he last fished it expecting the reply to be a Mepps but I was really pleased to hear that he only fished it with a Tups dry fly.
I had my 7ft 10″ 2wt and on seeing the amount of branches cut my leader right back. This was proper jungle warfare stuff where bow and arrow casts and roll casts would rule.
I tied on a dry to my 5ft leader and followed John downstream. He showed me a few spots that he thought there might be a chance of making a cast, so I did. First cast I drifted a fly just a short distance downstream where a small trout hit it. I missed it.
We got into the spot where John originally wanted me to fish but nothing happened. Next pool though and I had a fish. John watched excitedly as I brought the first fish in followed by another.
This is how the evening went and we packed up when it was too dark to tie on another fly. We lost count of the fish caught but it wasn’t about that.
I can fish it when I like now and with a little bit of pruning it could be a great little bit of fishing.
Keep an eye out for the next issue of Eat, Sleep, Fish in the next few days.