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Month: July 2008

Rainbow trout – Möhne river Germany – July 27th. 2008

Rainbow trout – Möhne river Germany – July 27th. 2008

Last Sunday I went fishing with fellow flyfisherman Wiebe and Thomas.
We had purchased a half day ticket to fish the Möhne river above the Möhne reservoir in Germany’s Sauerland region.
When we drove into the valley of the reservoir thunderclouds in the distance where not a good omen. 
A few days before our trip some parts of the region had received twice the amount of the monthly rainfall in one day.
Although I had checked flow and water levels of the river at the website of the online measuring station
(which looked good) my first look at the river killed my hope of catching fish.

The water was high, brown and murky – obviously it hat rained pretty hard somewhere.


High and murky water

The thunderclouds moved away so it stayed dry during the day.
The downside was that it was terribly hot and humid, I almost felt like I was somewhere in SW Florida.
With all the high water the only sensible thing to do was to fish the deep canalised stretch of
the river in front of the watermill in Niederbergheim.
These conditions called for crude tactics so I tied on an extra superfast sinking polyleader and
a white conehead woolly bugger.

After a few casts this tactics yielded my first little rainbow trout to the surface, a very important
moment since getting skunked was avoided now.



Nr. 1 Rainbow trout

The woolly buggers moment of glory was short lived though because whatever I tried I would
not get a second hit on that fly.

My buddy Thomas however had tied on his secret weapon, a small weighted green nymph.
He was catching one after another rainbow, while I was helping him with the netting of the fish
I remarked that his actions cost me valuable fishingtime.

In return for my help he gave me one of his little green nymphs so I was back in action again.


Thomas in action

That little green nymph really made a difference since pretty soon I got my first takes.
By some sort of miracle I was starting to catch fish.


My largest rainbow of the day

There where plenty of fish moving around and sometimes they rose to pick up debris from the surface. 
Still the water was so murky that most fish would probably not see the fly.
Later in the evening the water level seemed to be dropping and the clarity increased slightly.
The improved conditions did however not result in more takes.


Lots of fish – Lots of trees – lost of lost flies

Nr. three in our party Wiebe had done his best to catch a fish but he just could not manage to hook up.
In the intense heat and humidity it seemed that he was slowly evaporating.
What looked like a bad day turned out to be reasonable after all although I had preferred to fish in
the main river during clear water conditions.

Flyfishing Germany – July 22nd. 2008

Flyfishing Germany – July 22nd. 2008

Day 2.

On the second day of the trip the rains cleared and 
water clarity slowly improved.
In the morning we fished near the hotel but only 
managed to catch small browns.
The weather was fine in the morning, plenty of clouds
but it stayed dry most of the time.




In the morning.

After a break in the afternoon we fished a stretch
far downstream from the hotel.
I had picked this new spot since it produced well on
my last visit.
As soon as we had changed into waders it started
raining again.

Wading to my favorite spot was difficult though since the water was so high.
I made it safely over the river and started fishing a pool with a woolly bugger.
The bugger was the fly to use, I took one after the other rainbow.
After a final brown trout the action stopped and it really started to pour down.




Rainbows and a brown.

It rained cat and dogs but still I noticed that insects where coming off the water.
When I waded upstream I saw to my suprise several rising fish.
As the rains subsided I decided to tie on a large mayfly to see if I could take one of the constant rising fish on the adjecent bank.
After a few drifts the fly was gulped down by a trout, a fat one to my surprise.



Brown on the mayfly.



The good spot.

Allthough I preferred fishing with nymphs and streamers I really enjoyed this dry fly fishing.
Fish where rising steadily and really went after the mayfly I fished.


Another nice one.

After an hour or so the rises where suddenly over.
All the rain that had fallen slowly turned the river into a brown soup again, bummer.
The only thing we could do at the end was pack our things and have a good meal and some cold one’s at the Italian restaurant in town
(one of the few places open late…).


Later in the evening.

So weatherwise not a good day but catching rather large browns on the mayfly was grand.

Flyfishing Netherlands, July 5th. 2008

Flyfishing Netherlands, July 5th. 2008

For a change I headed west instead of east to visit one of the larger rivers in
the area I live.
My intention was to take the 6-weight and toss streamers around in a big
murky river in order to catch a nice perch or maybe even an asp (predatory shiner).
When I arrived at the banks of the river and looked at the mass of water I knew it
would be a tough day.


The river

The pilings at a large bridge where my best bet to catch fish.
All those structures in the water should have been a prime ambush spot for predators.


The bridge

I probed the bridge, the pilings and the eddies formed by the strong currents but absolutely
nothing was interested in the streamers I fished.
I did see big splashes in the middle of the river that where probably caused by hunting aps
but then again I might imagined that on this bright sunny summers day.


Signs of summer

The only option left was to fish the many breakwaters along the river.
According to common belief the points of such small dams where a prime spot for predators.
The small baitfish that would try to swim around the points on these little dams had the chance to be swept away by the main river current right into the mouths of the predators.
At least the small bait fish where present among the stones.


The baitfish

Although it was Saturday the amount of commercial boating traffic surprised me.
Every time one of these freighters came along all the silt was stirred up from the 
bottom. 
Still in my book the water clarity should not have been the reason that I was not
catching any fish.



Some more views on the river
After several hours of fruitless casting the idea of getting skunked came up in my mind.
Off course I could not expect to catch something on a river I never had fished frequently 
in the past, the last time I had been there was maybe 5 years ago.
Late in the afternoon I finally had a hit on the fly.
Off course I was happy that skunk had been avoided but it also made clear to me why it
took 5 years to get back to this river.


After a lot of work … mini yellow perch

With the approach of a rain front in the distance and the mission more or less completed I decided it was time to go.
The elusive aps hat eluded me again so maybe in five years time I might return to that river.
Arriving at home I received a mail that some of my friends had plans to head east to fish a 
good trout river, just what I need after this day