'Don't leave a foreign country without getting an absolute minimum of five new species'. This is but one of the many strict rules I live my life by, and family holidays are absolutely no exception! After LRF'ing in the Canary Islands I was confident I could achieve 10+ species in the Med with ease, but this prediction was made without considering all the things that could go wrong... and quite a lot did!
Had some seriously epic sessions recently, with those mega spring tides last week it seemed everywhere was teeming with fry, really close in. It’s so cool flicking a casting jig right in the middle of a feeding frenzy, with Mackerel coming out your ears - but frustrating when you can't get at the larger Bass which must surely be eating all those little Mackerel? Still, I can't believe I managed to hook one of these beauties, give me one of these over a Bass any day...
Skin sizzling and blood boiling maybe, the past week or so has been incredibly fun. Part of the reason I haven’t been doing my usual amounts of writing recently, is because I've been chasing fish like an angry mob of chickens chasing a small child and haven't had a chance to sit down and think about it all! The Cornish Lure Festival weekend had Will James and I fishing for over 38 hours and many others fished it almost straight through! The weekend before was also spent dangling lines so I haven't really had much time to give a full report of the last month or so...
Brown Trout are so adaptable to different waters, and evolve so quickly to suit their habitat that almost everywhere you go, they look slightly different. In fact there have been several attempts by scientists to split the brown trout into over fifty separate species, due to so many different variations of the fish... I like this because it gets boring catching the same old fish, in the same old place and that's probably part of the reason I love LRF so much! These trout always seem to come out slightly different - both in markings and in colouration.
Another thing I like about these stream Brown Trout, is the incredible fight they put up relative to their size. Its pretty obvious really, take a fish that is designed to cope with the very fastest flowing water, and put it somewhere with a gentle flow, and its a totally overpowered eating machine (complete with slime)!
Fish like this fight extremely hard for their size, and are really great fun on LRF kit - especially when sight fishing with shallow diving plugs!
After a night spent dreaming about lure caught rays and conger (optimistic I know) I woke in a particularly fishy mood. It was the day of another LRF Meet, Mr fishing rod was in serious need of exercise and rumours of monster Garfish and Mackerel were beginning to spread about around the bay... Should be a good day?
The target for today was to exercise the beast (Wills dog) and to get some much needed fresh air... but lets face it, putting two lure addicts on a dog walk by a lake teeming with Perch is little less than torture. So we did ourselves a favour and brought along our LRF kit...
Once you got over the battering rain, howling wind and distinct lack of fish, the Plymouth Species Hunt turned out to be a really enjoyable day. No doubt, the fishing was tough, and after six hours of straight fishing, I was proud to finish with a Rock Goby (Will J had 3), but the combination of meeting new people and generous prizes made the day, in my opinion, a great success! A special thanks to Ben, from the Art of Fishing for organising such a fantastic event and also a chunk of respect for Ben Church, who somehow managed to squeeze out three species from such an unfruitful session.
Finishing with a Flounder!Photo doesn't quite show how thick this guy was... (the fish, not me!)
After several weeks without a serious bend in the rod, I was keen to get out again, and excited to try out my new two inch paddle tail lures that I'd won the day before.
I met up with Luke Fox and Josh Fletcher, for a short session at the river Fowey, the last evening of the Easter holidays. Again the weather wasn't making the fishing easy, but the rain decided to be kind and we were fortunate to have several sheltered spots to fish. The shad I was working was black, with a silver stomach. A silhouette darting about the muddy estuary floor begging to be engulfed by a predator. In my case, this predator was a 1lb 6.5oz Flounder, which hit me hard and gave me one of the best fights I've had on LRF to date.
Fowey estuary has a tranquility to it, that most other fishing marks can't boast. Top that off with insane quantities of fish and a wide variety of different species, and you have (in my opinion) the perfect fishing spot.
The last couple of months however, have been like getting blood from a stone. Not even our spikey Scorpion friends have been biting! And the icy winds have been unbearable, deterring many anglers from the sea.
Last night however, Fowey really seemed a bit more like it's old self again! I had a Common Blenny and a small Flounder, which, after the recent conditions were a very welcome surprise! Both were caught close in, on Brown Isome and despite their small size put a nice bend in my 1-5g rod.
After dusk, we headed back to the car park to get picked up, but as it always seems to be, the fishing suddenly came to life just as we were leaving. At the pontoon, a shoal of small Pollock were being chased to the surface, leaping clear of the water in an attempt to escape the no doubt much larger, predators beneath.
Unfortunately, it was time to go home, but had it not been, I'm sure we would have had some great fishing there. Will did manage to tempt out, one little Pollock - but it was the larger fish beneath that would have provided the most sport. (Dare I say Bass?)
Anyway, all in all we had a good time, the fishing wasn't amazing but its a darn sight better than it was a few weeks ago. Summer is finally bullying Winter back into it's hole, and it shouldn't be long before the fishing really starts to pick up!
Tight Lines! (Hopefully see some of you at the Plymouth Comp)
Isome means 'Sand Worm' in Japanese and is an extremely realistic imitation of what we know as the Ragworm. These lures are probably the most used LRF lures out there and in this short article I'll be explaining why they have gained such a high reputation, and what it is about them, that makes them so special.
“When the winds in the East, the fish bite the least” - I don’t know if this old saying is backed by science, but there certainly seems to be some truth behind it. We've been having some chilly Easterly winds recently, and I (along with many others) have had to flee the sea and hit the fresh water lakes and ponds that I’m fortunate enough to have so close to home. Something I’ve done quite reluctantly, as my true heart lies with the sea, not these static inland pools. But over the past few weeks, I’ve got over my prejudice towards giant puddles and had some excellent fishing sessions, and picked up some new species along the way!
Reuben & Will
Two mad keen teenage lure anglers from Cornwall, with a mission to catch as many fish species on ultra light rods and lures as possible. Reuben writes this blog, does the photography/video and edits the Facebook page - while Will catches most of the fish. He learns mainly from my mistakes, I learn mainly from his success! It's a simple, yet mutually beneficial relationship!