Till then, there’s always the internet.
Tuesday, 11 February 2014
Are we nearly there yet?
Friday, 31 January 2014
Scotiafishing.com
It takes a certain amount of bravery, drive and self-belief
to set out on your own in business, when that business is fishing I’ll tip my
hat to those that make the move. It’s possibly
a dream for most of us on a Monday morning stuck in traffic or in an office
with deadlines and targets. So the thought of being on a loch, river or beach
at 6am on a July morning with someone paying you to be there appeals to me and
probably anyone reading this. However, the reality of capricious fish, poor
weather, forums and the expectations of fellow anglers might see most of us crumble,
being a fishing guide is not an easy life, you probably won’t be rich but it is
a lifestyle choice.
So it was good to see my friend Callum Connor recently push out on his own with http://scotiafishing.com/ providing tailor made Pike, Trout, Grayling, Salmon, Saltwater fly & lure fishing experiences in Scotland.
I’ve fished with Callum socially and can vouch for his
passion, enthusiasm and knowledge of the industry and wish him all the best in
his new venture.
I
would be lying if I said I didn’t feel the pressure to put him on to a fish
when he drove from Stirling to meet me down at the Mull of Galloway last summer
(and back the same night, committed or what?). The target fish was a Bass on
fly or lure at night.
That mission was accomplished but I just hope his nerves are better than mine! I guess we shall see as he’s putting me through my paces with an integrated shooting head and salt fly rod soon. It’s been a while since I picked up a fly rod in anger so he might have his work cut out, good luck Cal!
So it was good to see my friend Callum Connor recently push out on his own with http://scotiafishing.com/ providing tailor made Pike, Trout, Grayling, Salmon, Saltwater fly & lure fishing experiences in Scotland.
That mission was accomplished but I just hope his nerves are better than mine! I guess we shall see as he’s putting me through my paces with an integrated shooting head and salt fly rod soon. It’s been a while since I picked up a fly rod in anger so he might have his work cut out, good luck Cal!
Monday, 20 January 2014
Shore trip to Loch Etive
Scott and I met up for our first joint trip of 2014 heading up to
Etive on Sunday. The targets were the usual suspects for this venue, Spurs,
Thornbacks and LSD’s but as always there is the chance of a few other species
as well. We had been unfortunate with the weather in December as the intention
was to add to Scott’s 110 all-round species tally for 2013 but weeks of gales
and rain put an end to that idea. Scott set himself the objective of catching
the three main members of the shark family available so I picked a likely
spot where you can hit about 200 feet of water pretty easily. The challenge at
this mark is the last 50ft which can be tricky due to the fringe of weed and
the vertical gradient.
About 1pm we sent the one hook pulley rigs and fish baits
out into the loch and waited for the touchdown which does take a little while
here. I started to get bites straightaway
and soon had a Codling on a rainbow trout section.
Scott was having a few odd issues with his braid but after
losing a rig he settled in and got his first decent bite. This resulted in a
nice Thornback on a sandeel sausage. After a bit of huffing and puffing it was
up and over the ledge. The first and maybe the one species I felt might be hardest
to tick off the target list hit the rocks.
I had two Daiwa Amorphous AWB's with me so I huffed and puffed as well , they're too soft tipped for this mark.
There was plenty of interest in our baits and I picked up a small Spurdog and Scott made another step towards his target with an LSD.
One more to go!
My first Spur makes its way back.
I picked up another Spur shortly after my first but got caught up on someone’s old braid main line, looked about 100 pound braking strain, a real problem. As I made my way towards the fish I nearly broke my neck as the vibram soles on my boots were hopeless on the black shiny rocks which made going anywhere near the water’s edge a problem. Scott got his Spur and the three species hatrick was in the bag a lot quicker than I expected...good news!
As the tide dropped I suggested a move as I didn’t fancy dealing with the rocks in darkness. I felt that the shallower mark close by would start to fish when the tide turned. Shortly after we arrived Scott had the biggest Spur of the trip which might have went about 5 pounds.
We were both getting a few bites here and there and I picked up another Codling, then my first Thornback of the session.
We had a few more fish after this. Scott had another Thornie and we also had Codling and micro doggies.
It was a really nice night to be out, the sky was clear and it was surprisingly mild. I went over to have a chat with Scott, he was plotting star constellations with his mobile app but the only thing I was trying to spot was an owl which sounded so close it felt like it was nearly on my shoulder. I eventually found it in the trees when it swivelled its head around and its eyes lit up in my headlight. Pretty soon the bites dried up, the owl went on its way and we hit the road for three hour journey home, nice little trip. It was good to catch up with Scott again, we usually find a few fish when we meet up so we’ve planned a few joint sorties for later in the year.
There was plenty of interest in our baits and I picked up a small Spurdog and Scott made another step towards his target with an LSD.
One more to go!
My first Spur makes its way back.
I picked up another Spur shortly after my first but got caught up on someone’s old braid main line, looked about 100 pound braking strain, a real problem. As I made my way towards the fish I nearly broke my neck as the vibram soles on my boots were hopeless on the black shiny rocks which made going anywhere near the water’s edge a problem. Scott got his Spur and the three species hatrick was in the bag a lot quicker than I expected...good news!
As the tide dropped I suggested a move as I didn’t fancy dealing with the rocks in darkness. I felt that the shallower mark close by would start to fish when the tide turned. Shortly after we arrived Scott had the biggest Spur of the trip which might have went about 5 pounds.
We were both getting a few bites here and there and I picked up another Codling, then my first Thornback of the session.
We had a few more fish after this. Scott had another Thornie and we also had Codling and micro doggies.
It was a really nice night to be out, the sky was clear and it was surprisingly mild. I went over to have a chat with Scott, he was plotting star constellations with his mobile app but the only thing I was trying to spot was an owl which sounded so close it felt like it was nearly on my shoulder. I eventually found it in the trees when it swivelled its head around and its eyes lit up in my headlight. Pretty soon the bites dried up, the owl went on its way and we hit the road for three hour journey home, nice little trip. It was good to catch up with Scott again, we usually find a few fish when we meet up so we’ve planned a few joint sorties for later in the year.
Saturday, 11 January 2014
Long term gear review
The days are getting a little longer and the weather over
the last few days has been a little better but as we know, it probably won’t
last and at some point we’re almost certainly going to hit a cold spell with
some snow. I should make it out for the
first trip of 2014 next week which will most likely be a trip to Loch Etive
with Scott. I’m looking forward to
spring and the start of my Sea Trout season and found myself in the garage
today sorting out some gear and having a look at what I have and what might
need replaced. Thankfully there’s not much money needing spent so I thought I
would do a quick review of some of the items I’ve worn, used and abused as I’ve walked and fished the beaches of
Scotland, Ireland and Wales over the last few years looking for those silver
spikey things which at the moment seem
like a distant memory.
Patagonia gear
The
R1 hoody is almost the only base/mid-layer I wear. Worn since 2009 it’s got a great hood, snug fitting and zips
up to your nose if that’s what you need. It’s warm but you can also pull the
chest zip down to cool off if required. The thumb holes make such a
difference when I’m cold it’s hard to believe this doesn’t feature more on
similar items. The material is comfortable, stretchy and dries super
quick if it gets wet. It’s torn in various places from encounters with hooks
and fences over the years and the cuffs are almost in tatters now. I’ve spent
so many days in this it’s been like second skin, my number one item of clothing
any time I go fishing.
Patagonia Retro X vest, had it a couple of years now, great core warmth, it’s laminated and
wind proof with some handy zipped pockets. I like this as it keeps me warm but
my arms free to move around. It’s been a great addition as part of my layering
system. From Arctic Norway to a wet and windy Wales worn with the R1 hoody and
a shell, unbeatable comfort and warmth.
Petzl TacTikka
Daiwa Certate, Daiwa Caldia MK2, Century HPR 9FT
Much maligned in some quarters the HPR has been a great rod. I’ve broken two tips, both my fault and never
thought of replacing it. I’ve been using it for 2 ½ years now it’s as close to
an all-round lure rod as I’ve used. Nice sensitive tip with plenty of power in
the middle I’ve used it for Bass, Sea Trout, Wrasse, Pollack, Perch and Pike
with SP’s, metals and hard lures. You
can really feel what the lure is doing and for working SP’s rod tip up it’s in
its element. The short screw down reel
seat lets me keep my forefinger on the blank, great for SP work.
Wave Worms/stick worms
Patagonia lightweight deep /short wading jacket now needs a
zip and will be off on a trip to Patagonia in Italy for a replacement this
month. I've used it since it 2008 I think. It’s wind proof and provides
reasonable waterproof protection from the rain and waves while wading. The pockets are OK
and it packs down to about the size off my fist which is really handy as easily
fits into the top slot on my Snowbee backpack or even in my trouser pocket.
Not the brightest headlamp out there but the best I’ve used
and does exactly what I need it do. For my night time Bass fishing it’s a got
an easy flip over red filter which lets me move around with enough light to not
fall over( too often) Using a white light really screws up your vision and in
my opinion not very useful in assisting in catching Bass at close quarters at
night. This thing runs so long on the rechargeable batteries before they need a boost it’s unreal. It’s water
resistant and comes with a spare lens attached to the head strap. It has various
power settings to suit your needs including a short power boost. I can really recommend
this item, but don’t get the camo strap as it’s a pain in the arse to find at
night if you take it off. This one was on sale with the camo strap. I keep meaning to
wrap some white tape on it. I carry a spare Sylvia which I used for a few years before getting the Petzl, it is brighter but overall poor by comparison.
If I was regularly catching big fish in strong tide run over
heavy ground I might be looking for more of a rod but I get great feedback from
this rod with 99% of the fish I catch. That said I would still be confident if
I found myself in the position to have to deal with the afore mentioned situation,
it’s not my first rodeo as the yanks might say.
Not the lightest of the 9ft rods out there and I fish with the three
counter balance weights on, this works fine for me. I’ve had this rod in my
hands for almost 9 hours straight at a time. When I start to worry about a few
grams here and there, as some do, I think I’ll be ready to wrap it and take up
knitting. When I put this rod together with the Certate and the YGK G-Soul it’s a super combination, should be at
the price mind. If I need to it can cast miles and cover ground with right end
tackle. At the same time it provides a super smooth and sensitive combo that I
can fish with for hours with full confidence and almost zero wind knots. When I broke the tip I bought a spare rod for
£80 as Century took three weeks to make a new tip second time round( 6 days FOC the
first time I broke it) I didn’t like it, zero feel. I also went back to one of
old rods, felt hopeless. Fish don’t know the price tag but honestly, this rod
with that 8 strand braid and how I fish at the moment enhances my fishing and
is worth every penny. My Certate 10 3000 is a nice reel, super smooth, nice
drag, good line lay, spare spool price is ridiculous, lost a handle, replacement
price, also ridiculous. I did get a W handle on sale but I’ve never had a reel
where the handle can simply unwind itself and fall off! I’ve had no problems
with the reel other than that. It was briefly at the bottom of Cork Harbour
back in 2012 but I had it serviced FOC at Daiwa when I got back, despite what
some might say I’ve had great service from Daiwa over the years and was one of
the reasons I bought the new Certate. The Caldia pictured here is about 6 years
old now and while I don’t use it much these days it was and still is smooth and
reliable as it was before the new reel came along. If you don’t want to look
after your gear buy cheap and throw away or go for something waterproof, at a
big price of course, Daiwa for me though, jobs in Scotland are a good thing.
I used these in Ireland for the first time in 2009. Jim put
me on to them, the Wexford worm as he called it. I’ve used them on an off since
but I’ve only really switched on to using them since I got the HPR , the outfit
I now fish with lends itself to this
style of fishing. They’re cheap, versatile, cast great weightless and they
catch fish. I really like just rolling them around in the waves with a few twitches
fished weightless and weedless they can be cast into anything. The Bamboo Sticks
(the top 4) weigh about 15 grams, and cast almost as far as a 20g hard lure. My PB Scottish Bass in my current blog header
took a white one of these. Then there is the Tiki Stick which is lighter with a
thinner profile which is more like the olive laminated Senko pictured here
also. The plastic at the bottom is 7 inch Senko, doesn’t cast as well but I had
a couple of greedy fish on it last year. I’ve been using them with mainly
Nogales Monster 4/0 and 5/0 with a hitch
hiker, totally reliable and strong hook but I want something with a lighter
gauge of wire for this year so the lures falls more horizontally. I’ve had some
fish on them at night but it’s not my go to night lure at the moment but it is
for some.
Anyway, thanks for reading and have a great 2014!
Anyway, thanks for reading and have a great 2014!
Wednesday, 1 January 2014
Grinding out a few on the cut
I made my final trip of 2013 down south to the midlands for
a couple of days on the cut. The weather forecast was a mixed bag but it looked
like I might miss the torrential rain and storms that were heading in the
direction of Scotland.
I picked this one up after making an on the bank temporary repair
to my landing net, it’s about 15 years old so probably about time to replace
it. I lost a small Zander shortly after that but after about 3 hours and a lot
of walking I got the impression that fish weren’t around in numbers so made a
move about 5 miles away.
The
Perch were really tight to the wall between two boats and I managed three fish
in quick succession before targeting a swim where I suspected there might still
be some Zander stuck in a short stretch between two locks.
My hunch was right.
Both Zander really wanted the lure and long nose foreceps were required for both.
The next day I was on the canal for dawn after scraping the
car windscreen following a severe overnight frost. With the canal being 30ft
wide and no more than 4 feet deep anywhere I suspected that this might have an
impact on the fishing. I didn’t however expect to be fishless 7 hours later but
that’s how it went, brutal. I was glad to be off the water and heading back to
Stef’s for some paella (also fishless as it happens) and a few beers.
The highlight of Sunday was this Kingfisher which I managed to get a poor quality shot using the zoom function. I dont spend a lot of time on inland waterways so it was nice to see one. The last time I came across this bird was near Saumur in France on the bank of the Loire the same day that Tyson bit Holyfields ear off, a long time ago in other words.
I wasn’t intending to fish the next day but I woke up early
and noticed there was a lot of cloud cover and some rain so the temperature hadn’t
fallen below zero overnight. I hit the canal for two hours before heading home.
One for the road and the double blank was off. This was the only offer on my short session.
I picked up where I pretty much finished off on my last trip
but the snaggy swim that produced the
goods before was lifeless, after it claimed a couple of rigs I had a walk and few cast towards a nearby
road bridge. It was pretty bright by now so I flicked the lure along the shadow
of the bridge and had a nice Perch take the lure pretty much where I expected
the fish to be hanging out. After unhooking the fish I sat it in the net and
let it rest in the canal while I got my camera. The fish however was camera shy
and took the opportunity to find a new hole which appeared from somewhere and
it was on its way back to its mates.
Sunday, 8 December 2013
Canal red letter day -Zeds, Perch and the mysterious monster
I had another trip down to the midlands at the weekend to
meet up with friends, deliver Christmas presents and of course wet a line in
the local canal. Having arrived on Friday evening it was an early start for me
Saturday morning. The plan was to be on the water at dawn to catch the Zeds and
Perch having their breakfast. After a quick coffee and a wrestle with my mates
Doberman pup Otto I was on the water for about 7.45am.
I didn’t have the best of starts as I got snagged first cast
and as it happened this set the tone for the day on that front. Being a little superstitious
I was thinking to myself, yeah here we go. I needn’t have worried as not long after
that I was netting the first Perch of the trip which took a SG Fourplay fished
on a drop shot rig.
I didn’t realise it at this point but it was was going to be one of those days when
the camera would be out attached to the gorrilapod all day.
The
next 45 minutes were hectic. I pretty much must have found every snag in that stretch
of the canal, between tying new rigs I managed three Perch and two Zeds and
lost a couple of fish.
The best of the Zander I caught, check the paddle
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| Kerry supllied this picture, think he's going to be a handful |
Typical red fin
A better Zed
You can see why they can be hard to hook sometimes
A nice Perch from the shadows under the bridge
This one's well fed
I
took a break for ten minutes then got back on it with a slightly better Zander
and a few more Perch. I guess it must have been about 10.30am and breakfast time
seemed to be over for the fish. I had a quick check on Google found a tackle
shop and set off in search of drop shot weights and another coffee.
The
forecast was accurate and with the bright conditions I had checked Google maps
ahead of my trip and wanted to check out a section that provided some shade. I
arrived at the next spot and lost a rig on my second cast so it was back in to
my bag yet again. As I was gearing up a boat passed and I pretty much pitched
my lure at its wake and straight away hooked a decent Perch which came off,
next cast a nice Zed, again it came off.
I'm not the only one cracking a smile today
There was definitely some structure they were hanging on. As
I worked my way around the area there seemed to be three definite snags causing
me a few problems, the good news however was that there was no shortage of
action along with losing some gear. I lost a few fish including a Zed which I guess would have gone
five or six pounds but I was optimistic the way things were going something
else would come along. I was actually right for once.
The occasional dog walker came in handy
I moved slightly left of where I was catching most of the
fish and pitched the lure about 15 yards along the canal when I felt the lure
stop slightly and lifted in to it. What happened next was pretty strange as
before I knew it ten yards of line slipped from the drag and I found myself
chasing whatever it was down the canal with my net stuck between my legs. The
Zander and Perch I had been catching typically shake and run around a little
but whatever this fish was it was in a different league. For the first couple
of minutes I’m thinking I’ve hooked the biggest Zed in the UK. I’m then
thinking it’s possibly a really big Pike. It was tearing around the swim
stirring up the silt on the bottom and with the water clarity I had no chance
of getting an eye on it as it stayed deep. As the fight wore on I came to the
conclusion it was still very big but was possibly foul hooked as I could not do
much with it. I took my time as I really wanted to find out what it was. I was
desperate not to bust it off. After a long time it was eventually below the rod
tip, still no visual I was sweating when I gripped the spool and applied as
much pressure as I could to lift its head up. I couldn’t believe my eyes when
this popped up!
The mystery fish makes an appearance! I was about as surprised as I've ever been while fishing
I could barely get it in the net. I was pretty shocked to see a massive common Carp. A small crowd had been watching from the nearby bridge and a local who was also an angler came down to take the picture, he was pissing himself laughing. He was surprised to see a fish of this size in this canal and laughed at how lucky I’d been keeping hold of the fish which was hooked about two inches from tail. He took a couple of pictures and helped me release the fish before heading off with his family, still laughing. My luck was in.
Stef brought the kids down when he found out I wasn’t far from where he was heading. He told me I had ten minutes to catch them a fish but I only took five.
The kids went on their way after a look at the Zeds teeth and dipping my tackle box for Kopyto Shads and SG Dying minnows, minus the hooks of course.
The fish were still in the mood, so was I, so we cracked on together
till dusk.
My intention had been to fish for a few hours on Sunday before heading home. The canal had been very good to me, thirty odd fish, my first Carp and some great memories. I decided to quit while I was ahead. I settled for a few beers on Saturday night, some sleep and a visit to the Christmas market on Sunday, nice way to end the trip as Christmas seemed to have arrived early for me.
The mystery fish makes an appearance! I was about as surprised as I've ever been while fishing
I could barely get it in the net. I was pretty shocked to see a massive common Carp. A small crowd had been watching from the nearby bridge and a local who was also an angler came down to take the picture, he was pissing himself laughing. He was surprised to see a fish of this size in this canal and laughed at how lucky I’d been keeping hold of the fish which was hooked about two inches from tail. He took a couple of pictures and helped me release the fish before heading off with his family, still laughing. My luck was in.
Stef brought the kids down when he found out I wasn’t far from where he was heading. He told me I had ten minutes to catch them a fish but I only took five.
The kids went on their way after a look at the Zeds teeth and dipping my tackle box for Kopyto Shads and SG Dying minnows, minus the hooks of course.
My intention had been to fish for a few hours on Sunday before heading home. The canal had been very good to me, thirty odd fish, my first Carp and some great memories. I decided to quit while I was ahead. I settled for a few beers on Saturday night, some sleep and a visit to the Christmas market on Sunday, nice way to end the trip as Christmas seemed to have arrived early for me.
Thursday, 21 November 2013
Fangs for the memories
Scott and I had been planning to target Zander since our
first jaunt to Rutland last year. We enjoyed that trip but were looking to have
a crack at Grafham in the hope of hooking up with a big Zander and maybe a
decent Perch. The weather however over the last couple of months has been having
none of it so we put plan B into play. We bought our rod licenses and booked
our day tickets for a midlands canal and
headed for Englandshire. I had never fished a canal before but Scott had plenty
of rod time dodging shopping trolleys on Scotland’s waterways so he would keep
me on the right track.
Day one and it had been a heavy frost overnight; we had bright conditions and light winds. We tossed a coin as to where we would start and then got to work. After about an hour of walking and casting Scott connected with a little Perch on a drop shot rig, the blank was off!
I made a few changes and put on a SG Fourplay hooked broadside on a drop shot rig and quickly hooked my first Zed of the trip. This was a brief encounter as when I went for the net it spat the hook, happy days….
Over the next 3 ½ hours we walked and covered loads of water trying locks, bends, weed beds , overhangs and bridges without a touch so we headed back to the car and made a move. When we arrived at the next spot Scott was straight into a fish so we both felt things were looking up.
I was next up with a small but much appreciated Zed which had wolfed the Fourplay, this one was staying on.
Not long after that I looked over when I heard Scott shout that he was into a decent Zander. I made my way along with the net but just as I got there the hook came out. The curse of the net strikes again! It would have been rude not to have a few chucks so I walked a few feet up the canal and pitched in my rig which was promptly smacked by a decent fish.
You can see by the shape and distribution of the fins that the fish is built for agility and speed.Not the greatest fighters but an impressive fish just the same.
Scott reckons this might have been the same fish. It’s a PB for me, probably around 4 pounds so I ended the day on a high.
The forecast for day two was pretty grim with strong winds
and rain in the forecast. Scott picked a spot on the map and was on the money
as he hooked a Zed on what was probably his third cast of the day. I walked over with the net, and well you can
guess what happened next. Not a happy lad. A few minutes later he picked up
this little chap.
This was a much better start to the day than Tuesday so we were optimistic we would get a few fish. We walked a fair distance, changed the lures and took cover under a bridge when the thunder and hailstorm started. Eventually I connected with a nice Perch on a SG Dying Minnow but to be honest it was slow.
We
were about to have a move when I decided to try a spot before we made our way
back to the car. I then had a couple of gentle taps on the lure which turned
out to be a Zander, the net was brought out and yet again the fish was off. I
gave Scott a shout and within a minute or so he hooked another Zed which
promptly spat the hook again. A nearby wall then received a swift boot and I
moved off in the opposite direction to give Scott some time to meditate. I was
going to make a comment about rubber hooks but thought better of it and went on
my way.
Day one and it had been a heavy frost overnight; we had bright conditions and light winds. We tossed a coin as to where we would start and then got to work. After about an hour of walking and casting Scott connected with a little Perch on a drop shot rig, the blank was off!
I made a few changes and put on a SG Fourplay hooked broadside on a drop shot rig and quickly hooked my first Zed of the trip. This was a brief encounter as when I went for the net it spat the hook, happy days….
Over the next 3 ½ hours we walked and covered loads of water trying locks, bends, weed beds , overhangs and bridges without a touch so we headed back to the car and made a move. When we arrived at the next spot Scott was straight into a fish so we both felt things were looking up.
I was next up with a small but much appreciated Zed which had wolfed the Fourplay, this one was staying on.
Not long after that I looked over when I heard Scott shout that he was into a decent Zander. I made my way along with the net but just as I got there the hook came out. The curse of the net strikes again! It would have been rude not to have a few chucks so I walked a few feet up the canal and pitched in my rig which was promptly smacked by a decent fish.
Scott reckons this might have been the same fish. It’s a PB for me, probably around 4 pounds so I ended the day on a high.
This was a much better start to the day than Tuesday so we were optimistic we would get a few fish. We walked a fair distance, changed the lures and took cover under a bridge when the thunder and hailstorm started. Eventually I connected with a nice Perch on a SG Dying Minnow but to be honest it was slow.
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