It’s been amazingly busy time at recent, so much so I haven’t had any time to do my blog, but I had a lovely day out with Liann, it was quite amazing really as it was the day after the remnants of hurricane Bertha passed over the UK, Liann had written a lovely post so below is what she thought of her day.
A cracking day yesterday I really enjoyed, more than I thought I would.
Starting at 9.30 my instructor, Andrew Cartwright, helped me get into the waders, well that was fun, the shoe size was fine it’s the rump area that is the problem! Succeeded though. Just.
He then explained the basics, rod licence, the rod, the line, which sides of river to fish, how many fish you can take home (the rest returned to the water) etc., then off into the River Severn by the bridge that takes the road into Caersws near Newtown, Powys to practice.
Here the River Severn is still a young river only being about twenty miles from its source. The water was a little murky but then we were in the wake of the remnants of Hurricane Bertha that swept over on Sunday. There were threatening clouds in the sky still and quite a breeze, even a little wet stuff that was in the air rather than falling.
Even with good instruction it takes a while to get the ‘feel’ but when you do and your casting improves it is quite satisfying. Starting with ‘roll’ casting nice and technically the easier I managed to at least land the line between the two markers I had picked out, and no, they weren’t that far apart either!
Time for a cuppa now.
Collecting our lunch packs we walked up river for about fifteen minutes. It was a good challenge negotiating the barbed wire laced styles with those ever so tight waders on!
On our chosen stretch of water Andrew demonstrated overhead casting, blimey we’re getting more technical now! My success rate did improve through practice. Definitely practice, practice and more practice is the order of the day. It’s just remembering ALL the key basic points (tip,top,ten) and creating an effective smooth movement. I did taste that feeling of ‘yeh, that was a good one’ the odd time and that’s what keeps you addicted. It’s not just the fishing it’s getting that good cast, keeps you from being bored.
Trouble it there are distractions as well…
A kestrel flew just over our heads and Andrew though he saw a sparrow hawk though I wasn’t quick enough to see that.
About fifty yards ahead this large trout just leapt out of the water, must have cleared it by a good foot or so with the sun lighting up its belly like a flash above the water; there is me just stood in awe, never seen that before.
A kingfisher flew across the river at angle so we saw its top in full flight; wings spread out and lit up by the sun. Have seen kingfishers down by us on the River Teme but always in the distance this was more slow motion. A gorgeous shot of sparkling royal blue against the peaty brown water.
All before lunch.
Having our lunch sat on the wet grass (remember we have waders on) we noticed how much the sun was out and all the clouds were high and of no threat, to us anyway. The sun was warm as well and as we were sheltered from the wind down by the water behind a hedgerow of trees.
Just lovely and so much better that the forecast.
Back to practicing, doing alright after our break so Andrew gave me another technique to absorb. Overhead casting and letting the line out. Again easy enough to do but you are concentrating on all steps you lose fluidity and smoothness. As Andrew says it should all be quite effortless. My success rate has well dropped now! When I did achieve a good cast it was a good cast, just the ones in between that were crap!
Mr kingfisher flew back across the river this time in reverse so we saw his underside lit up by the sun, a streak of orange flitting into the willows.
Not seen that before either so another WOW.
With my practicing under my belt we move down river and fish. Nice and gently and covering the width of the river bit by bit, being careful not to slip on the algae covered riverbed. We used wet fly’s so they were under water, simulating underwater nymphs with a little pink float as a marker. It was a little pink float as well, the size of a small marble.
I eagerly waited and recast and recast and recast. Then I had a bite, and then he was away. Typical and so was the second one! As always there is a technique to holding the fish once it has bit as it can easily release itself.
The third one we landed, and it was impressive – just not the way you think!..
We returned this one.
Back to casting and away we go again. Once you have a bite all you want to do is reel it in but that is not the way.
Exercise a little patience and keeping calm achieves much better results; this one we landed.
This one was coming home with me!
I had a thoroughly enjoyable day, the weather was good the venue great and with an instructor who was also good company just finishes it off nicely. All we needed to do now was pack up, take one last look (well for me anyway) and head back to the car and get the ever so tight waders off!!