After a distinct absence on the river banks I decided it was high time I banked a fish. The spring tides were upon us and after a sunny weekend the Monday morning with some cloud cover looked like there could be an opportunity of intercepting a fish.
Adventures with a Salmon rod
Saturday 11 June 2016
Saturday 16 May 2015
A good rise
A few good hours on the river yesterday and things certainly seem to have livened up with the lift in water on Thursday.
Monday 11 May 2015
Business as usual
Having admittedly been a bit slack on the blogging (and fishing) front I thought it was time to get down to the river and finally wet a line after a long winter. A few conversations with rods from other beats confirmed that ether were a few Sea trout about but so far, no Salmon had been landed.
I had been hoping for a bit of rain to freshen things up a bit and the river did get a welcome flush earlier in the week. This coincided with building tides so I was quite hopeful that there would be a few fish in the river. The river had dropped back down to .72 on the gauge so was a little lower than I'd ideally like for fishing the fly and there was still a tinge of colour.
Sunday 31 August 2014
Salmon Galore - 4 in an hour!
After a rather uneventful summer on the Salmon front on our two beats of the Dorset Frome things are starting to 'Hot up'. During the week we had a good flush of fresh water bringing the river up by more than a foot. This was well overdue and would paper to be to the liking of the migratory fish.
Saturday 31 May 2014
A taste of things to come?
I decided that despite avoiding a bit of hard work the time had finally come for me to get round to clearing some of the long grass and nettles etc that make access to some of our pools a tad tricky.
I turned up mid morning with strimmer in one hand a rod in the other. I thought a fair bit of strumming should be rewarded with a couple of hours fishing. The first area for attention was a peninsula with a lovely looking pool that had, apparently, until recently, been aggressively defended by an angry swan.
I turned up mid morning with strimmer in one hand a rod in the other. I thought a fair bit of strumming should be rewarded with a couple of hours fishing. The first area for attention was a peninsula with a lovely looking pool that had, apparently, until recently, been aggressively defended by an angry swan.
'Swan pool' |
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