A bit of ‘me’ time on the water before another weekend of teaching. I say ‘me’ but an afternoon with good friend Warren. I have to be honest fishing on my lonesome I do not enjoy in the least.
I have a camera in tow instead of fishing gear. If I fancied a chuck, Warren was happy to share.
Kicking off downstream and before I was all set, he’d nailed 2 fish before the lens cap was off…
I could do no more than fire the shutter from some way back before this scurried from his grasp.
Normally both nymphing freaks we were determined to focus on dry fly, in particular Warrens ‘PMDIAMF’. Bright sky and the warmth of a recently discovered sun, we observed numerous rises from some determined fish.
We were finding some really pretty fish in very shallow marginal water mid river.
Can I have a chuck?… switching places I’m good to go upon the next rise.
A few covers and having missed several opportunities, this one came right out of the blue.
So sweet and plumptuous!
We switch back… ‘It’s my ball’
The man’s on fine form and plucks this from the tightest of spots… plumpalitious!
Surrounded by vibrant, blossoming foliage… at last.
It’s alright for you frolicking in blossoming foliage, I’m on my ruddy knees here.
The last of a spiffing afternoon. Blessed be this weather.
Coming to ranunculi near you… they’re cute now… but just you wait!
So briefly to the weekend and ventures on the river for Matt & Steve.
Matt has sights on nymphing in pools & pockets… the impressive Vision MAG 11ft #2/3.
Meanwhile, as the weather becomes more consistent… so do these.
Although being more boisterous and taking the mayfly readily, it’s only to those flies drifting or straying into the fishes protected tight cover.
Steve slinging them low and quick under the canopy.
Now and again with perfection… some more speculative than others… but some just irresistible
This took some hanging onto as it writhed in and out of cover… his first on the river
How’s my back end?
Not as pretty as the front may I say?
A forgotten fly. A detached body mayfly tied for me by great friend Tom Hill who sadly passed on earlier this year. A treasured fly to be used and squished by flighty finned fish.
Success was plentiful and the best of the fish coming when finding difficult places to fish in.
From a beginners point of view do days get any better than this?
You wouldn’t want it as a predator.
Another slightly smaller Tom Hill variant with body rib…
…to pick up on smaller mayfly in the middle reaches
Steves last fish before retiring for the day. I so wish I could bottle today, I’d not need to work again.
Awesome afternoon Warren on Friday, Great weekend Matt & Steve… thank you mother nature.
The weathers set to be quite fine and fair this week throughout so here’s hoping you have the opportunity to get out and enjoy it. Good fishing all…