|The first weir marking the top of the stretch I fish|
With many hours at my disposal I had no need to rush. I'm really enjoying a more relaxed style of fishing this year; you could almost say it was a more mature style of fishing. First port of call was the top weir on the beat of my urban river. As a rule I generally fish above the weir, the river is flat smooth and perfect for watching sighted takes to nymphs. During my last session I fished another weir using two JP Caddis Pupa and caught a number of dace, roach and size-able trout. I decided I would fish that method again. There are only trout in this pool, the main basin being about the size of two bath tubs placed side by side. Creeping into place I disturbed a couple of trout one being a decent size but luckily they went across the river avoiding the main pool.
|First fish of the day|
|Looking above the weir|
|Sawyer's PTN strikes again|
I wondered downstream past a foot bridge which is a favourite area for people who feed the ducks. Downstream of the bridge the river is wide, shallow and sluggish. There is a good head of fish in this area, the extra nutrients provided by a regular carbohydrate intake mean they are bigger than average. But there is no cover over most of it, no bank side vegetation or in-stream weeds. In the past I skirted this part of river, the fish I deemed too spooky to bother trying for. Well not today. It was a fish cruising the margins at the very bottom of the stretch that first tempted me to try. At this end there are a couple of large trees that overhang a little. Suffice to say that fish didn't prove me wrong, I hooked the tree after the first cast and the fish drifted off as I removed the stuck fly.
|Silverfish are charmed by the JP Caddis Pupa|
|A large trout from a difficult stretch|
A longer walk to the next stretch I wanted to fish but a discharge of some sort had coloured the water. I continued downstream hoping the colour hadn't reached another area I wanted to fish. Unsurprisingly it was another weir; there are seven in total. During my last session I managed a number of dace, roach and chub finishing off on a super trout around two pounds. This time the silverfish were absent. I wasn't too bothered, I knew there were still fish in the pool. I caught a trout quite quickly, it fought well and I did think it was same trout from last time. Once netted I could see it was smaller and not the same colour; the other was a very dark orange. I continued and hooked a good-sized chub of just over two pounds.
|There wasn't much that wouldn't take the JP Caddis Pupa|
|Killer bug tied with Jamiesons Shetland yarn "Fog"|