Now back from a three day fishathon in Devon, I thought I'd blog our
success, or lack thereof, as a couple of the waters we tried get little
mention.
First of all we fished Fernworthy, up on Dartmoor. Whilst the rain mostly stayed off for the day, there was a ferocious wind, which even coming over your left shoulder, made casting very difficult and accurate casting an impossibility. Apart from the slightly cold wind, it was an overcast day and there was a good foot of wave.
Given the conditions, muddlers formed the basis of our attack, with a couple of hawthorn fly imitations and the usual small black stuff thrown in for good measure. Despite two of us fishing hard for the whole day and the third member of the team for a half day - we only had one fish to show for our efforts, a brownie of just under a pound which took a gold bodied, clipped deer hair muddler I was fishing on the bob. Apart from a couple of plucks a few casts earlier, I only had one other take, again on a big black deer hair muddler. Between us we fished various wet flies, some small dries and even a couple of dry daddy long legs to no avail. We did move a couple of decent fish on the surface, but there was little other action. A disappointing but puzzling day all in all, I think the wind was just too strong to fish it effectively and certainly to fish a hatch.
Having planned to visit Roadford the next day, conditions on the Exe looked very good and we were able to get on. We took spinning and fly gear, fishing salmon flies on the point and a trout fly on the dropper, to hedge our bets... Despite conditions looking good, spinning produced nothing at all, but we were at least able to land a couple of brownies on the fly. We later investigated that one of them was crammed full of beetles and a few small slugs. We also saw a chap lose a circa 10lb salmon at the net on the next beat down...
Finally, we took the trip to Roadford, having never fished there before.
The day dawned grey and windy, but cleared and calmed so we had almost
perfect conditions when we got there, it getting a little too bright
later on. An oversight meant we were without an electric motor, and
Roadford is nay a place for oars....
We battled our way out, being overtaken by a few cheery dinghy sailors in the middle of a race on the way. The first bay on the left was as far as we could realistically go, so that was it. The water was gin clear with visibility to nearly 10 ft. The first drift through produced nothing on teams of wets and no sign of movement, yet it felt fishy. A few fish started to then move on the surface, but we couldn't see what to. After a further couple of hours with no action on dries or wets, I was fishing a drift down the bank only about 20 yds out from the bank and there was a vicious swirl in front of me.
Nothing happened for a second
then there was solid pull and what at 20 yds looked like a rainbow went
airborne in front of me, we were in business. Ten minutes later and
after a very hard fight of aerobatics and boring to the bottom, I was
very pleased to land an absolutely pristine 3lb 1oz brown trout. These fish are stocked as fingerlings and it was in
perfect condition, fat and well fed, much like a limestone loch trout.
It had taken a black and peacock spider I had on the middle dropper,
fished with a floating line. Apart from that, we could conjure nothing
else save for a couple of swirls, but we did see more fish of
similar size moving. They are definitely there, but it's a very hard
venue.
Why do they always look smaller in the photo... |
So, a tough weekend all in all, not helped by the weather conditions at Fernworthy, but much was learnt and there's no question these little fished reservoirs offer the chance for some first class brown trout fishing.