Last week the temperature drop was not exactly inviting for fishing. For Saturday I had once again a working party at the hatchery. On the way to the hatchery I noticed frosty fields and ice sheets on the puddles of the back roads.
Work at the hatchery consisted in draining the pond that housed the small brown trout. Some members carefully moved around in the pond with nets to get the trout while the water was pumped out. I was hoisting the fish out and put them in a temporary holding basin. After that it was back again to get the leaves out of the remaining ponds.
I had to stay longer at the hatchery to help out the last guy working. Our best man was cleaning the small pond with a high pressure cleaner and he took his job very serious. In the mean time I was drying up at the wood burning stove in our clubhouse. When the work was finally done the sun was already low in the sky and it was getting cold.
With just an half hour of daylight left I tried to fish the river but I just could not get into fish and so I had to call it a blank. Since the fish where not biting all I could do was to hit the pub, always a pleasure.
The morning was chilly and slightly foggy when the sun came out. At the stream no fish action was visible and the nymph stayed untouched. With the dace and roach not active I tied on a streamer and surprisingly got a few hits by the perch. Could not get the larger ones but at least I had some action.
In the afternoon the temperatures climbed to such a level that rising fish could be seen and I got into some dace on the nymph. Sunset came swiftly and the temperature plummeted so it was of to the pub.
Next weekend will have yet another working party at the hatchery to clear the hatching ponds for a third time. Temperatures are predicted to plummet next Sunday will probably be spent fishing the one or other canal for larger perch.
Another weekend, another working party at the hatchery. First I did some sightseeing and took pictures of the last foliage on the trees. After the frost and rains the strong wind made short work of the leaves.
A second working party was organized at the club’s pond where they planted trees. A sandtrap was being constructed for the ditch that will eventually feed water into the pond.
The last couple of daylight hours where spend at the river where I had one bite from a trout, then it was off to the pub for dinner.
There was a working party at the clubs hatchery and as volunteers where sought I attended the party. With all the foliage coming down from the trees the aeretors in the hatch ponds got blocked causing the alarms to go off at the caretakes of the hatchery. Usually in the middle of the night so I could understand the urgency of the work.
It was a cold day and by noon when the work was finished I went to the local pub first to get something to eat. Normally food would be provided at working parties but with this ad hoc event nothing was arranged.
Off course I had to catch some fish but I only encountered a few dead trout lying on the streambed and wondered how that happened. When the sun dissappeared at the horizon I feared for the dreaded skunk but just before dark at least some small dace decided to take the nymph.
With the winter setting in fish have dissappeared from their summer haunts so best to find some deeper water or sheltered spots to have some chance at succses.
As the days get shorter and the temperatures go downhill it would made more sense to fish the waters at my side of the border for pike instead of continuing to fish the river on the German side. Still I really enjoy the pub visits after my fishing exploits and as the foliage is coloring and falling fast this is the time to visit the rural countryside.
The water is getting very clear now and fish seem to disappear to their overwintering haunts wherever that may be. Last Sunday was a beautiful clear day but with a very chilly start. As the temperatures hovered near freezing in the morning I went out quite late.
Many of the spots that usually held fish in the summer where empty but I did see some surface activity even with the low temperatures. The fish I encountered where small roach and dace, at least something was biting. Even a small brown trout nailed one of my newly tied nymphs.
Did some more field testing with a nymph I found in the trees that used to belong to one of my compatriots and it proved to be a steady producer of fish. Size 16 barbless shrimp hook, red metallic tungsten bead, body of fluorescent green tying thread ribbed with orange fluorescent tying thread. A combination I would not even have thought up in my dreams but it does work.
I skipped Florida last year due to personal reasons and off course the dreaded red-tide situation that killed off everything from fish to dolphins. Took a gamble and went for two weeks in October to Naples where I was lucky enough to avoid any hurricanes. On the red tide front things where different and there where some days where I was confronted with severe fish kills that left the mullet dying by the hundreds in the Gulf. Still most of the other species seemed unaffected so I caught my fair share of the picky beach snook with the usual mix of ladyfish, blue runners, spanish mackerel and some of the bottom feeders. Hightlight was the tarpon, one jumped and one landed. All in all a pretty good holiday be it a tad short.