The Dalkia Day
Once again the weather gods were kind to us but the fish proved very fickle.
The day started well with sporadic fish raising hopes for the guests and mentors that fish would be coming to the net. Thankfully this proved to be the case in the early part of the morning with some beautiful large fish coming to the nets from different parts of the lake but the takes then dried up despite the best efforts of the mentors and constant changes of flies.
Despite the best efforts of the mentors the lull in screaming reels did give us all the opportunity to get to know each other and the banter and stories could be heard all around the lake and the general consensus regarding the fish was “they will be back”.
As the morning wore on the fish were rising again to something very small below the surface so the mentors wisely put the guests within casting range using buzzers and nymphs and catch numbers began to rise.
It was pleasing to see that thanks to the skills of the mentors quite a few of the guests had mastered the casting technique and getting the line out very straight and targeting a fish when it rose so the determination by the guest to succeed was very visible. There was the usual wrap the line around the rod on occasion as some tried too hard but this was brushed aside with the usual expletives (technical fishing terms) not to be repeated closely followed by jubilation when it was corrected and a fish on.
Noticeably among the guest there were a few “naturals” who picked up the cast and retrieve techniques very quickly so I was confident that one or two would be asking lots of questions and probably taking up the sport in the future.
One guest excelled herself when she laid a very nice line on the water and contacted a large fish on a very small (16) barbless blood buzzer and played the fish perfectly and after several heart stopping minutes brought it to the net and it weighed in at 8lb. Her mentor was rightfully proud.
Her mentor told me that when he first saw it his heart sank as he knew it was a very large and strong fish on a small barbless fly and a fish that size usually sheds the hook quickly but that did not happen on this occasion. O ye of little faith.
Apart from the superb 8lb fish several more large fish 4lbs up to 5.8lbs came to the net to the delight of the guests and a feast was planned when they returned to base.
Without exception everyone did their best on a very fickle fish day and the smiles say it all.
Bill Howell Founder
Pictures courtesy of Mike Edwards
Once again the weather gods were kind to us but the fish proved very fickle.
The day started well with sporadic fish raising hopes for the guests and mentors that fish would be coming to the net. Thankfully this proved to be the case in the early part of the morning with some beautiful large fish coming to the nets from different parts of the lake but the takes then dried up despite the best efforts of the mentors and constant changes of flies.
Despite the best efforts of the mentors the lull in screaming reels did give us all the opportunity to get to know each other and the banter and stories could be heard all around the lake and the general consensus regarding the fish was “they will be back”.
As the morning wore on the fish were rising again to something very small below the surface so the mentors wisely put the guests within casting range using buzzers and nymphs and catch numbers began to rise.
It was pleasing to see that thanks to the skills of the mentors quite a few of the guests had mastered the casting technique and getting the line out very straight and targeting a fish when it rose so the determination by the guest to succeed was very visible. There was the usual wrap the line around the rod on occasion as some tried too hard but this was brushed aside with the usual expletives (technical fishing terms) not to be repeated closely followed by jubilation when it was corrected and a fish on.
Noticeably among the guest there were a few “naturals” who picked up the cast and retrieve techniques very quickly so I was confident that one or two would be asking lots of questions and probably taking up the sport in the future.
One guest excelled herself when she laid a very nice line on the water and contacted a large fish on a very small (16) barbless blood buzzer and played the fish perfectly and after several heart stopping minutes brought it to the net and it weighed in at 8lb. Her mentor was rightfully proud.
Her mentor told me that when he first saw it his heart sank as he knew it was a very large and strong fish on a small barbless fly and a fish that size usually sheds the hook quickly but that did not happen on this occasion. O ye of little faith.
Apart from the superb 8lb fish several more large fish 4lbs up to 5.8lbs came to the net to the delight of the guests and a feast was planned when they returned to base.
- Winner of Biggest Fish to WO2 Emma Colton. Mentor Richard Gill.
- Winner of Biggest Bag to WO2 Natalie Craig. Mentor Richard Hughes.
- Winner of Smallest Fish to Sgt Nacanelli Mate. Mentor Paul Raymen.
Without exception everyone did their best on a very fickle fish day and the smiles say it all.
Bill Howell Founder
Pictures courtesy of Mike Edwards
