It's been well over a week since I last fell into the water, so I thought it was about time I got my ass wet again and do some fishin'.
|Darley Bridge at Darley Dale - There's fish in there (somewhere)|
|Faith - does not allow photos without a treat - I had no treats!|
I never fish for a species of fish unless I can eat it - just my thing. I've never seen the point in putting fish through all that trauma unless it is for the dinner table. If it's too small, it goes back - simple as that.
Anyway, this bit of the River Derwent in Derbyshire is rather nice and offers much for the fly fisherman, both wild Brown Trout and Grayling in abundance. Just walking alongside the twisting, winding course of the river, I could spot likely swims, areas where the Trout were congregating, deep water pools, fast water riffles, shallow gravel beds and smooth, gin-clear, glides showing clearly the circles of water where the Trout were rising, sipping down tasty passing flies and insects trapped in the water's surface.
|Fish loiter behind the obstructing tree in the slower current...|
|Another likely slow glide under some trees, large Trout rise to sip passing insects|
|Peak Rail passes just behind the river|
Walking back to the car and inspired by some of the large Trout patrolling this beat, the sun started to set. Through the long grass, my footsteps stirred hoardes of tiny white / grey moths, a likely prey item for greedy Trout this time of day. Looks like I'm going to need to tie some 'Grey Duster's...'
...more of that tomorrow.