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New Zealand fly fishing and beyond…

Monday, February 9th, 2009

I got back from a couple of weeks serious fly fishing in New Zealand yesterday afternoon. I went with my good buddy Ray who was celebrating a special birthday and the trip was part of the present. I was asked if I would like to accompany him and it didn’t take too long to say yes followed by much excited leaping around the room. I asked him if he would write a report so there will be one along with some photos but needless to say it was a fly fishing trip of a lifetime and something I don’t think I will ever forget. We fished the South Island and despite fishing solidly from 8.30 in the morning until 9.30 at night we felt we had only scratched the surface of the fly fishing opportunities that were there.

We had one amazing day where the planets aligned or the fly fishing gods smiled on us and we just hit fish after fish. We had a guide for this day and although Ray and I never really count numbers the fly fishing guide reckons we hooked 50 for the day. As I mentioned I just think we lucked out but it was a great experience. We took a  fly fishing guide for one other day who took us up to a spring creek where we caught some nice rainbows from a spot where Lord of The Rings was filmed. The weather wasn’t at its best but Al worked hard and did a great job.

We left feeling that we had almost earnt our wings and had caught fish pretty consistently from all of the rivers we had fished. We even visited a couple of big salmon rivers that are not known for trout and had a few there too which was a really nice feeling. I caught 95% of my fish on dries and 90% of them came to my scruffy klink. It seems to come up with the business whereever I go and our guide Barry took a few for himself which I took as a compliment.

Looking back we really covered some water and I have shed a few pounds (some might say weight I can ill afford to lose!) and we fished like men possesed. We managed a 10 mile hike one day but still had the energy to find a another river and fish til dark. This is one of the great things about New Zealand that all water is public access so if you like the look of somewhere you just hit an access point or knock on a farmer’s door.

For me though, being able to stalk fish was the highlight. Nearly all of the fish we caught came this way and I would love to say that we stalked the fish, made the cast to them, played them and got them in but this isn’t always the case. A lot of the fish hold in pools often with cover of some kind and will head for it the moment they realise something is up. I would have days where I hooked 4 or 5 fish and they all came off but I will never forget the takes where the fish slowly rises up and the great big head peeks out of the water and engulfs your fly. It takes nerves of steel not to strike too soon but you better hold on when all has gone to plan.

We managed to fish so many rivers but my favourites were the Mataura, Aparima, Egglington,Rangitata and lastly the Ashburton.

I’ll pop some photos up in a couple of days but I am sure you won’t want to see me grinning like a cheshire cat holding great big trout….do you?

We decided on the name change for the fly fishing school as we felt it encapsulates where we are and what we do and as we were planning on revamping the Scott site we thought it was the right time to do it. The blog name will change as well but keep an eye out for new stuff as it appears.

Thank you so much for all the comments and feed back we recieved for the new site. We are really pleased with it and there will be lots, lots more coming to make it an interesting read. We see it as an ongoing project that we really intend growing on a regular basis so watch out for lots more updates soon.

We are also thrilled with our new base at the Fox and Hounds. Having 5 miles of river to show you along with our other beats means there is plenty to choose from and we have our own private lake in the hotel grounds which allows us to teach newcomers to fly fishing and is also a great location for fly fishing lessons. I will be stocking in the next week or so and there will be a few surprises in there!

There is no need to be a guest of the hotel to join us but if you are travelling down the rooms, food and hospitality are excellent and Nick and Tara are great hosts. It is possible to walk from the hotel to the river and we even have our own little spot in the bar called the “snug” where we will be meeting guests in the morning and having a sit down at the end of the day to swap fishing stories. I don’t think I have ever been so excited about a coming season…….

Not long now…

Wednesday, December 3rd, 2008

So it isn’t long til we set off in search of bonefish in Mexico and the excitementmeter has just been turned up a few nothces to the “very” setting. The gear is ready and flies are packed. I have decided that I would like to try and fish with a lighter rod on this trip so I plan on doing a fair bit with my ever trusty Scott 6wt. I have used this for just about everything over here and thought it would be nice to add a few more species if I am lucky.

Its funny that I mention luck, I don’t think there is any involved here but my pal Paul is out at the same place this week and has managed a super slam. This is an awesome achievement but a testament to his skills as an angler. If you are wondering what a super slam is it is catching a tarpon, bonefish, snook and permit in one day! Apparently there were also 5 other permit hooked on the week and there are some good sized snook around too. It is really nice to hear these stories but has a small part of you worried that you have missed the perfect week!…It is easy to think that way but with the glass always half full I have taken a view that it is a hot destination and the fishing is amazing. All will soon be revealed! 

Graham is packing something called a spinning rod, he apparently wants to go after cuda with it. I’m sure I will too with a fly but there is a flat right out the front of where we are staying so I plan a few early morning forays too. When we were fishing in Scotland someone remarked “Pete likes to fish a lot doesn’t he?” Too right I do, I always take the view that if I am on a fishing holiday I like to squeeze every little minute out of each day. It doesn’t matter if the fishing sucks at the time there’s no point sulking about it you just have to get on with it and make as much out of it as you possibly can. Life is too short and there are too many fish out there to try and catch!

 See you when I get back!

Here come the girls…I mean the ladies

Thursday, November 6th, 2008

It is amazing that even after all this time I tend to wake up an excited little bunny at the prospect of a day on the water. I had set the alarm for 6.15 am but was awake from just before 6 so thought I’d get going a bit earlier. Those who know me know that I tend to be early and if it is fishing related this is always the case. There’s nothing wrong with being excited is there?! 

I headed off with a bit of a heavy sky and as I headed into chalk stream territory the sky got heavier still with, at times, more than a hint of drizzle. As I got nearer though the sky had lifted. I stopped and picked up a coffee and a snack and went off to wait for my mate Paul in a pub car park. He has fished here before with me so knew where to go. As I pulled up I looked and I was 1/2 hour early. I drank my coffee and started to get my waders on as the car park is right by the river and I thought it would be rude not have a quick fish while I was waiting. Silly me, Paul is as keen as me and I hadn’t even got my waders on when a car pulled up and a quick “hello bud”  came from the car window. I quickly finished getting my waders on and jumped in my truck and we headed to where we were going to start fishing.

 I thought it would be nice to start where we finished last time and Paul elected to go for a couple of nymphs to start with and a 10ft rod. I had my ever faithful 8ft 8″ 4wt fly rod with the scruffy klink and pheasant tail hung 3 ft below. I walked down with Paul as it is always nice to see a friend get off the mark. He did this very quickly and I headed just a little bit upstream to a bend where I thought I would fish slowly as he worked up and then I’d take him to another spot.

It was still early and as I stepped down towards the water I got a pleasant surprise as there were fish hitting duns. I had stumbled across a nice little rise and I planned to take advantage of it! I kept the nymph on but having had a few on the dry quickly snipped it off. There is nothing like catching fish early in the morning in November on dries! A gentleman walking his dog stopped and watched me land 5 fish. It turned out he is a salmon fisher and I asked him to mention to Paul that there were plenty of rising fish where I was fishing. He was doing just fine though and had emptied the pool behind. The hatch sort of went in 2 waves with a small gap in between and Paul caught up with me as the second wave started. I offered Paul a crack and after tying on a dry he had a few! I don’t think I had moved more than 5 feet and the fishing had been amazing.

Next we headed up to a bridge where there is a dip in the river and it can hold some huge fish. Sadly the river was carrying just a tiny bit of colour and spotting in deeper water was a bit of a no goer. I suggested we head up stream a little bit where the river was a little wider and we could fish together. This spot is a little shallower and being knee deep I thought there was a good chance of bringing fish up for the dry. As Paul is a left hander it worked perfectly as I took the right bank looking down stream and Paul the left. We sort of shared the middle of the river but kept accusing each other of poaching each others sides!

We continued to catch at a pretty consistent rate and I had some swans up stream of me that were feasting on weed but appeared to put fish my side down. I decided to go back to hanging a nymph off of the dry and popped a size 16 pheasant tailed nymph. My thinking that the fish may take a look at any nymphs dislodged by the swans ahead of me. It seemed to work pretty well and I felt like I was fishing the nymph more than the dry. It was interesting to see a few refusals to the dry and Paul had mentioned that he ties his dry on with a more conventional dropper set up as he fears the nylon from dry to nymph can put the fish off of taking the dry. I have to say this hasn’t been too much of a problem on our fast waters back home and I will usually start a days guiding in this manner but on a slower more even flow of a chalkstream the fish have more time to inspect our offering. It made perfect sense.

Sport was awesome although I kept getting ribbed about having the better side of the river but I’m  not so sure about this. Whenever Paul was moaning he seemed to be pulling in another fish!

We had no idea how many we caught, we didn’t really care, neither of us are fish counters but it was one of those days that was just perfect. Paul is one of the best fishermen I know and it is always a pleasure to wet a line with him…great day mate!


Red and pink….

Thursday, October 30th, 2008

I’ve been busy tying up pink bugs for the upcoming grayling trips. I sort of stumbled on the colouration by my lack of a subtle shade of pink in my fly tying kit. The funny thing was that the grayling loved it. This is a shocking pink the sort of thing that makes you think “naaaaah, no way” but it works and works really well!

As ever with my fly tying it is simplicity more than anything else with a lead wire under body, clear back and 5lb mono as the ribbing. I have tied it as big as a size 8 and a little bit smaller too. Dependent on water height an conditions I’ll throw it under a dry or grease up the end of the leader and watch for the line to dart forward as a fish falls for it.

I don’t know if it is me but it feels pretty cold today. The wind is blowing and it feels miserable. I thought of warmer climes when Nigel phoned this afternoon to book a fly casting lesson and told me about his trip to the Seychelles in December. Sounds like he’ll be having a look for GT’s and wants to throw his fly just a little bit further.

I popped up to London yesterday and was amazed to see snow had fallen. Surrey had a hint of Siberia (OK just a little bit) about it and reminded me of how things are changing globally but also in our tiny little world we call fly fishing. The Russians are coming! I noticed it in London yesterday but also at a trade fair a few months back. It was held in Amsterdam and there was a good smattering of folk from across Europe but I bumped into some Russians too. Hardly surprsingly they spoke very good English (they probably write better English than me too!) and they could cast a bit too. I had a cast with a couple of them and they were pretty good. One of them had just passed his European Fly Casting Exam and the other was interested in coming to see what AAPGAI was all about. Apparently there are not a lot of fly fishermen there at the moment but things are changing as the locals are getting in to sport fishing as opposed to fishing for the pot by whatever means is required. Russia has long been a destination for travelling anglers but as the local economy has continued to grow more are taking it up.

We loaded up my truck and strapped a glass cabinet onto the roof to take up to Howard for the BFFI this weekend. I managed to get it there in one piece and Howard will take it the rest of the way. Sounds like there will be a good group going and please pop by and say Hi if you are there.

Lastly, I didn’t get a chance to fish with Jo on his stretch of the Exe this year but he dropped me a mail today and had 7 salmon this year….excellent work and see you Sunday!

Weighty or not….

Tuesday, October 7th, 2008

I was just tying a few flies ready for the grayling and had knocked up a couple of blue winged olive nymphs. They are nothing really special but as I was tying them I thought of the hatch Champo and I witnessed a little earlier in the year. It was interesting as his dun pattern was completely outfished by my scruffy, I mean really scruffy klink which caught the fish as they were picking off the flies as they emerged. It was probably the case that my fly just caught the hatch at the early stage but it made us laugh anyway. It in turn got me thinking about a similar hatch Ray and I fished through on the Frying Pan a couple of years back. He was actually fishing an unweighted emerger pattern and was happily picking up fish. When I got back I tied up a few and never really got round to using them but the time with Champo brought them back to my mind again. The reason for this is that when I fish nymphs, as a whole, I fish them with a bead head. Nothing clever behind it just that if there are no risers theres a good chance the fish will be sitting down on the bottom waiting for something to happen. All the bead does is get me down to them a bit quicker. What about the time when the hatch is starting to get going though and the fish already aware of the flies ascending to the surface and starting to get interested? A bead head below the dry would work just fine but for real, just sub-surface presentation when we are starting to see them bulge below the surface would an unweighted nymph do a good job? I’ve played with it a bit this year and seems to be a pretty fair bet. I know its not new or revolutionary but how often are you using a weighted nymph compared to unweighted and what is the ratio of weighted nymphs in your fly box? I’d be really interested to know? If you catch a BWO hatch hang an unweighted fly off the back and see what happens. I tie mine in a variety of shades from hares ear to light olive to darker olive with a wire rib. The only thing I add is either a black wing case from a pheasant tail or just some black dubbing. When a nymph is about to emerge the wingcase is a lot darker in colour. Do the fish know? I don’t really know but it is a nice, neat way of finishing things off. As I mentioned before Ray is a huge fan of this and will often fish a really lightly ginked up pheasant tail and he puts it to good effect HERE.

Spookily enough I have jusy got off the phone with Champo and we had just had a discussion about it and we are going to play with unweighted nymphs a bit more next year!

Mark is really getting the hots for fly fishing for pike now the river season is over and has been creeping up to Chew on a regular basis. The man knows more about pike than most of us ever will! Anyway, I thought I’d pop this piccie up of him when we both went a few weeks back. The rain and wind had driven the trout anglers off of the water at lunchtime but there were two idiots that stuck it out… Fair weather fishermen?….Never!


Thanks to Emma

Tuesday, September 30th, 2008

Well, as the river season has come to and end today I have at last had a chance to sit down and write a new blog. It has been a little frantic of late but as ever a heap of fun. Last Tuesday I was on the Culm with Stephen. It was one of the first cooler nights we had and so it took a little bit of sun to finally get things going and as ever the Culm worked us hard but Stephen was up to the challenge!

Wednesday I took out Ann who is a newcomer to fly fishing. Her husband John is a mad keen fly fisher and she is looking to join him on a few of his fishing trips. I took her down to the lake where she was throwing a nice line in no time and we had some real fun catching our rainbows with a mix of flies including Chernobyl Ants. Whilst Ann was busy on our lake Mark took John down to the river and pointed him in the direction of a few wild browns.

On Thursday I met up with Rupert on the Bray. Rupert is an experienced angler and again it took a little bit of time to warm up but he hammered some browns on dries but we also came across a fair few salmon that were holding up. We spent some time sight casting to them but sadly we couldn’t get them to bite. At one stage he was casting to a small pod of sea trout and a really nice salmon while I hid in a bush shouting directions to him. I watched a fly pass right in front of a salmon but it just wouldn’t have it!

I had decided to take Friday off as I wouldn’t be able to fish the close season and headed up to the Moors. I started a little too early but by 11 the fish were jumping all over the fly. I had a look at the West Dart and headed over to Cherry Brook where I found a nice new spot. It was tiny but hugely entertaining. On the way back I thought I should pop into the Taw for a quick look and had an enjoyable hour or so until I got out. I had snipped off my fly as my season had ended and I clambered up the bank a contented angler. I was walking along the field and had gently been waggling my rod behind me when it dawned on me that the rod felt stiffer than normal. It hadn’t changed action, I had lost the top section! I’m not sure what happened but it had come off. I thought I might have caught it on some foliage getting out but didn’t see it anywhere. I spent an hour looking but no sign. I have been using my little Scott 2 wt just about everywhere but couldn’t see it. I was distraught and told Emma what had happened. We decided to go back and look next morning. Thankfully Emma spotted it within 5 minutes and I was a very happy bunny! Emma, you’re the best!

At the weekend we teamed up with South West Lakes Trust for a day of fly fishing and fly fishing from a kayak at Roadford. We had the full team out to offer tuition for fly casting and Alex provided all the tips for aspiring kayakers. The highlights were Bob’s demo showing what happens if you were to fall out of a kayak wearing waders and Champos cooking demo. We even had some trout sushi from a trout I’d caught that morning. There was also a draw and we had offered a brand new Emotion Fishing Kayak as the prize. The weather was stunning and it all went off really well.

Monday I took Dave for a day of guided fly fishing and I will never forget the look on his face as he hooked into something that must have been a lively sea trout it came off but had us both laughing. We also found a pod of them a little later that sent him into overdrive! We then headed off to another venue for some real small stream stuff which he excelled at and was a perfect end to the day!

I was due to be on the river with Jim today but we decided that the weather was going to be against us so we’ll be heading off after grayling shortly. He was coming from Bath and it seemed a bit far to offer a miserable day, I’d much rather try and make the whole experience a memorable one for all the right reasons! I’m up country to the end of the week for some guiding and looks like we might have some more settled weather.

Champo has been going great guns on the Tamar for us and has been putting a dent in the migratory fish! Theres still a few days left there so if I get a chance I might try and pop down.

Although it has been a great time there have been a couple of highlights. Both of them involve Charlie my daughter. When I got home on Wednesday night she asked if she could do some casting in the garden with me. This was a real joy! Apparently when I was in Scotland she had helped out with Richard Sharpes birthday group by offering drinks and helping out generally but she had been watching the tuition and at the end of the day asked to have a go. She did really well and caught the most fish of the day and under Mark’s tutelage she got going in no time. This was certainly the case when we had a throw and she was double hauling after a short time. We spent a good hour and a half of solid casting which was a dream come true but things were to get better. When we decided to look for my rod tip on Saturday morning she asked if she could go fishing for a bit. I couldn’t believe my ears! I have always wanted her to come fishing and she has on a few occasions but more as company than as a fisherman. This time though I was in “work” mode and guiding her on the river!! Although early, she managed to rise a few fish on a dry and I think she might just be getting the bug. It is easy to try and force your passion on to your children but this often doesn’t work but by just leaving things a bit you are in with chance…you never know she might just come to Colorado next year!!

Lots more happening, more of which soon……

Deveron Diary

Tuesday, September 23rd, 2008

I got back yesterday and must apologise for the lack of reports. The simple reason is that I was out on the water for as long as possible. We were up for breakfast at 8 and hit the water and then fished through til 7 where dinner was 7.30. By the time I had eaten it was time to hit the sack ready for another days fishing!

I’d love to say the fishing was outstanding but the weather played a very large part. We had quite a lot of rain and this would bring up and colour the water and then the water was left with a dark peaty tinge that took a while to clear through. The conditions were almost good on Saturday but there was still some colour and our beat and the next 2 beats up from us didn’t touch a fish which gave us quite a big clue. Being so low on the system is pretty cool but when you have high water to the extent we have had this season means the fish will push through pretty quickly. I would suspect the fishery we fish had not such a prolific season but the river as a whole had a good one. The end of season reports will be interesting.

There were some exciting moments one of which was for me when I fished the first run the salmon would encounter in from the sea. I fished all the way through the head of the pool as fish will rest having moved through it and got a really good take. On lifting whatever I had hooked headed off for sea again and emptied my spool at an alarming rate. The run was too big and aggressive to walk through so all that was left was for me to try and gain back some line. I managed to get a chunk of line back on the spool but I got wrapped and never saw what I was attached to. It was truly exciting and just a glimpse would have been nice but things like this just make it a great fishing story. There have been suggestions that it could have been A) a seal B) a tyre or C) a body…I’m sticking to a fish but I would, wouldn’t I?!!

I stuck with a fly when the spinner was a better option but I was rewarded with a 5lb grilse and was really pleased. It was one of the afternoons where Gilbert and Michael went in search of culture feeling the river wasn’t really fishable and Liz and I stuck it out. She managed a couple of salmon and it goes to show you sometimes get a reward for sticking things out!

One of the salmon Liz caught is below that went off to fight another day…


Deveron Diary Day 2

Tuesday, September 16th, 2008

The rain hit us pretty hard last night when we were having dinner and we had showers through the night. Being low down the system we were prepared for a change in height and clarity as the day went on.

When we got to the river though it wasn’t it too bad a shape and I had a nice short beat to myself. It gave me the chance to play a little with angles,flies and depths. I mixed flies, changed poly leaders and approached the run from a few different angles. sadly nothing connected but it wasn’t through trying and I really, really enjoyed myself. We all met up at lunch and I saw my first few moving fish of the day. This always fires you up a bit and Micheal and I were a little late for lunch as it was rude to leave the fish. I managed a good pull from one but that was it.

As the day went on the water crept up in height and carried more colour so the others got their spinning rods out. Liz managed a grilse of 4lb and had a good fish come off close in. I stuck with the fly and managed another pull but that was it. We finished a little earlier and will talk through tactics for tomorrow but sounds like weather will be OK.

As ever I am never worried about numbers of fish and enjoy the whole experience (not trying to paint a brighter picture…honest!) but the think that bothers me the most is the way I eased into eating a 3 course dinner every evening and a large fried breakfast every morning!

Phones, flows and lady casters

Wednesday, September 10th, 2008

There is a small brook close to where I live that gives me a really good indicator as to how the Taw will be looking. I was off teaching yesterday morning and I had to pass over it. It was a raging torrent. It was the same when I went off to do an afternoon casting session. Yesterday was a ladies day. I spent the morning helping Kirsty and Helen touch up on their fly casting and we did some double hauling too. They are off bassing on Saturday and wanted to get a bit more distance. Kirsty kept us laughing with the little dance she did when getting the rhythm of hauling.

The afternoon I met up with Madeleine who is learning to spey cast. She is off to Scotland next week chasing salmon for the first time. She starts at university shortly and is a smart cookie. She quickly picked up the concept of why and when we use the different spey casts and I was soon quizing her as to what cast she might use given what bank she was on and what direction the wind is blowing in. “So, we’re on the left bank with an upstream wind what cast would you use?” straight away “single spey, right hand up…or a snap T or C!” It was seriously impressive!

Anyway, I passed over the brook on my way to taking Charlie to school. She was happy to be driven in as I had to go to Exeter to see Vodafone about my mobile. I got this new phone in April and the battery life is shocking. I don’t really use any of the applications and I get 3 days of use out of it and I turn it off at night. Now, the thing that gets me is that when I chose the phone I went for the one with the longest battery life. This one was quoted as 540 hours. Seemed perfect at the time. It has been back once and they have given me a new battery. Today I was told that although these hours are quoted the real life is infact 2 to 3 days. Apparently it is something to do with the new batteries they use. I took her over to where they displayed my model and showed her 540 hours. “well that is at optimal setting, with no phone calls and perfect signal”!

Getting back to fishing, we passed over the brook and it didn’t look too bad. Not stunning but almost fishable. When I got back I had a quick lunch and decided to have a look at the Taw. I only live a few minutes away and usually get into my waders and drive down but I didn’t fancy my chances too much but on parking, jumping out of the truck and peering over the bridge it would give me a better idea. The river was up and carrying some colour but was just about fishable. As I was there it was rude not to.

I threw on the ever present scruffy klink and stepped in. The river was carrying some colour and was up 8 to 10 inches. Throwing a fly into the main current would have been pointless so it was a case of getting into any slacker, shallower areas to see if anyone was at home. It was the case and I managed a few, nothing of any size but it was great to fish when I thought I wouldn’t be. I saw a couple of kingfishers and was a little saddened to see the first signs of trees starting to shed their leaves. For me this means that the end of the season is nearing.

One thing I have noticed this season is how often I have used just a dry when guiding and fishing myself. The last few seasons I have confidently tied on a nymph below the dry and have felt I was fishing the nymph more of the time on this set up but this year the dry has done a great job and lets face it there isn’t much more of an exciting site than seeing a fish dart from his lie to hit your fly!

Having just mentioned that autumn is on its way it was nice to see this months Total Flyfisher and an article our good friend Tim wrote about a trip we all made up to Colliford earlier in the year. It was a great afternoon/evening and I remember Mark trying to drag me off of the water when it was dark but as ever I just can’t leave rising fish!

Green power!

Friday, September 5th, 2008

Rivers are shot and so guiding has had to be postponed so Mark and I did some work on our lake. We have had a touch of broad leaf in there and the first signs of Canadian pondweed getting a hold so we thought we would do a little bit about it. Now, I hope you don’t expect us to do any thing remotely normal or by the book and I am pleased to inform you that this wasn’t the case!

We thought we would try to harness the super human strength that both of us pocess and keep our carbon footprint as small as possible.  We gave it some thought and decided that the best method would be to use one of our 2 man kayaks with Mark at the back and me at the front with a scythe! I had Mark constantly chirping on at me about being either Old Father Time, or worse still, the Grim Reaper. I found the best way was to sit with my legs over the side and work the scythe as close to the bottom of the lake as possible one handed which I think made Mark’s life rather difficult to control our kayak. I would have thought it looked rather comical to see me shouting ”left a bit, NO left” as Mark rolled his eyes trying to control quite an unstable platform. We managed to stay dry but I am not sure what the fish must have made of it!  We were really pleased with how it looks and rewarded ourselves with a quick casting session. 

I had a go with the scythe on the bankside vegetation too as we have a group of 12 coming up the weekend after next and I wanted to cut a  few more casting spots. It’s a lot easier on dry land! We felt very pleased with ourselves and quickly hugged a tree and felt very green!

Mark had Jim down for some fly casting tuition on Weds and it looked like he was hitting some seriously nice loops and I think Mark has infected him with the world of casting!   I am hoping to be doing some guided river fly fishing with him next week too….please stop raining!

I got a mail from Jo who seems to be nailing salmon on the Exe this year and I spoke to my friend Michael the other night who used to live right on the Torridge. The guy who bought his house is a dead keen salmon fisherman and hadn’t touched one all season until last Saturday where he had 5 and lost one he reckoned was in the high teens. It is really nice when all those hours of hard work pay off.

Below Jim Evans on Weds.