Nigel originally from the UK but Moved to New Zealand wanted to come back to the UK to catch a grayling in Wales, listening to Nigel talk about sight fishing and fish on average 3-5lbs made me a little jealous and also think I hope he isn’t disappointed with the size of the fish in Wales.
I thought I would show Nigel my style of nymphing which seemed of great interest to him and also said that he could see it working back home in New Zealand, as Nigel worked his way through the first run several grayling around the pound mark came to the net, but he really wanted that special fish and asked if I could show him a spot that would hold bigger fish, I explained that every run will hold a bigger fish but it’s a case catching them can be the problem, as they didn’t get big by being stupid you really need a good presentation to fool them.
As we worked our way through the run a few better fish came to the net all to my little black nymph on the point, a couple of fish in the 40-42cm range and then a lump of 47cm which should make anyone happy and Nigel did seemed over the moon, the fish kept coming and a lovely part of the day was you could actually see fish in the run and watch them feed as well.
We had a walk further up stream to a nice run that sometimes throws up a bigger fish, but today wasn’t the day for this run all that seemed to be feeding was quite small fish, by the time Nigel had worked his way down the run it was around 3pm and as on so many days this year it’s been like a switch has been thrown and the river just dies, but Nigel had knocked another item off his bucket list and I was glad to be of assistance.
Well this is a crazy time of year for a fishing guide, but the weather has been quite good so things have been looking up, lots of clients and best of all loads of fish.
Also lots of people coming for casting lessons from complete novices to people coming to improve their skills, it’s been a very good year so far with everyone picking it up really quickly, or it must be the quality of the instruction !!
We have also had some amazing weather sun, wind, hot, cold and surprisingly not that much rain, bar for the one day the river rocketed up and coloured but it didn’t actually rain where we were, as we walked up the river the Carno brook was ragging and just above where it flows into the Severn was still clear and on its bones.
One gentle man had flown 11.500 miles to fulfil another item off his bucket list and catch a grayling in Wales, and he did rather well ( more to follow on this )
I had Charlie and his son George for their first days fly casting/fishing day and they absolutely amazed me how they both picked up the casting, usually if two people come on person will learn a little quicker than the other but both of them picked up basic roll and overhead casting straight away, which made my life nice and easy.
After a short break we thought we would have a bit of fun and do a spot of fishing, which looked a lot better prospect than the last few weeks, Llyn Clywedog had started releasing water and now the water height was spot on, I set George up with a dry with a nymph underneath it and Charlie with two nymphs, a quick demo and they were away George hooked into a nice grayling almost straight away but with the lack of experience it came off which was a real shame, then Charlie shouted he had a fish on a nice trout and his very first fish on the fly and no sooner I had un hooked it George had a small grayling, so things were looking up, after around an hour they landed a few more fish and several lost ones so we decided to have some lunch and a move to a new run.
When we walked to the new run it had a nice bit of pace to it with the extra dam water pushing the levels up, in this run Charlie was came into his own with catching several fish, I think George was feeling a little tired by know he hooked a couple of nice fish but lost them which he was a little disappointed with but it’s all a learning process and as he was tired we called it a day, which wasn’t a bad decision as it started to rain quite hard jut after they left.
After sorting a few things out this morning I thought I would go and have a fish for a couple of hours, when I arrived down the river the water level had risen slightly as Llyn Clywedog is releasing water, there was a couple of guys worming and had next to no luck so they told me.
I set up with a dry sedge and a size 18 black nymph and quietly worked my way up stream, with in around 10 casts the dry dipped under and a grayling had taken the nymph, in the first run I hooked and landed 5 grayling but no trout, I had to turn round and go to another run as one of the wormers had set up camp at the top of my run, but never mind loads of water to fish, in the next run only 2 small grayling, but as I walked to the next run I noticed 4-5 fish just below an overhanging bush I put a longer cast up stream and let it drift down under the bush and dingo 4 fish in all and yet again all grayling, so I moved to a fast run to see if the trout were hanging about in the faster water but no just grayling again, so it was time to head for home.
Well out for a play and about time really ( seem to be a full time downhill mountain mechanic rather than fishing guide the joys of being a parent) I had knocked up a couple of new patterns last night so I thought I would give them a swim and boy did they work well, better than my crazy mobile phone especially when I wonted to take a pic of the better fish it went all to cock and wouldn’t do a thing.
Mind had a good morning catching around 20+ grayling a single fantastically marked brown trout all in around three hours, but the best bit was being out in the fresh air enjoying a spot of fishing.
One super short outing fished one run before I was summoned home to sort child problems out, but it went well in a short slow clear run (lets hope it stays like that to ) seven grayling and two small trout, shame it all ended to soon.
I went out quite early today around 8am, the river yesterday was chocolate brown but had dropped and cleared really quickly over night so all looked good, there was a gale force wind blowing down the river making bite detection a lot harder than normal so I most probably missed a few fish, but I did manage to catch two nice grayling one at 47cm and another of 44cm loads in the 35cm bracket and a shed load of trout.