Sunday, 13 March 2011

Last Bite Of The Cherry

Its been a long, cold winter and my Grayling fishing has been nothing short of  disappointing. On Saturday I took a last ditch attempt to put a bend in my recently acquired Greys Streamflex 10' #4 with a few hours on the River Wye in Mid-Wales.

Fortunately the fish were not too put off with the low and clear river and as I arrived there were one or two flies coming off the water prompting a couple of fish to venture to the surface. After taking a couple of small Grayling on a dry olive pattern it was a change to a team of three weighted nymphs that brought a few more with a couple of  Grayling to put a proper bend in the Streamflex.

Bedraggled March Brown (Rhithrogena germanica)

Time now to look forward to what the trout season has to offer, with the heavy weighted flies back in the box for a while and the dry fly box in the top pocket ready to test some new patterns.

Monday, 7 March 2011

Upper River Wye

An early morning walk along the river is always a joy for most anglers but sometimes the scenery makes it extra special as is always the case when I walk along the part of the Upper River Wye just upstream from Builth Wells.

'The Rocks'

This part of the river is known as 'The Rocks' and the river here tumbles and twists through a deep rocky gorge which makes for some stunning scenery. The Salmon had once run in good number up here late in the season but the recent down turn in the Wye salmon run has unfortunately made it a bit of a lottery to catch one...I really do hope things improve in the future..but I'm not holding my breath.

Faithful Companion - 'Joe'

Fishermans Hut
With the river looking so nice it was only natural to have a few hours fishing in the afternoon. I decided on a spot downstream of Builth Wells and although the Trout season was underway there was a distinct feeling that winter was reluctant to give way to spring.

The water was ice cold and my temperature gauge had given a lowest overnight reading of -5.7deg, with a chilling upstream breeze I certainly wasn't expecting any trout action.

Always nice to see these little fellas about
As it turned out there was no sign of a trout but fortunately some of the Grayling were still keen to take my offerings. Fishing a team of tungsten nymphs attached to a sensitive braid line seemed to do the trick and I ended with a tally just nudging into double figures, no big fish but after what has been a dour winters' Grayling fishing it was worth enduring the freezing temperatures.