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Fyn 2018

Fyn 2018

So the four days seatrout trip to the island of Fyn in Denmark is at an end.
It was good to wade in the clear Baltic sea again listening to the common eiders floating far off in the sea.
The conditions this time however where not that desirable.

I sort of had an idea that it would be tough as the winter had been long and cold meaning the seawater temperature was very low.
Ideally you wanted to see some warmth in the water and air to kickstart the activity of shrimp, small fish and marine worms to get the seatrout into feeding mode.

The first two days a steady 6 Beaufort Easter wind made life difficult for us. The wind pushed a lot of cold water up to the shore and as the wind was more a factor in the sea level then tidal movement around the Baltic the water was high.
We did move around to leeward spots and the shallow muddy inner Fjord spots hoping for warmer water and feeding fishing but we found nothing.

The last two days the weather did an U-turn but alas not for the better.
In the night of day 2 the East wind died down and became light and variable. 
We were half an hour wading an eelgrass flat when the fog rolled in.
The thick fog stayed during the last two days and with the fog the air temperature plummeted.

Day one (a travel day)  resulted in no action at all.
The first stop was a beautiful stretch of coastline at Ronaes leeward but no life signs to be seen.
We waded until we came to a point where the wind blew straight over the Fjord resulting in waves and whitecaps.
Since we saw no fish and felt no tugs at the end of the line we decided to move to the lighthouse
Helnaes fyr, other anglers came but left right away after seeing the sea state.
We tried anyway behind the cliffs sheltered from the direct wind.
The water was however murky due to the wind and waves that washed the clay off the cliffs.
Wading was almost impossible as you could not spot the slippery big boulders in the water.
The session was abandoned quickly and we headed to the holiday home to settle in.
After a short coffee break we tried the inside bay at Agernaes but even there the wind was an issue. On the otherwise flat and shallow inside waves where kicking onto the shore and
after a while we headed to the open coast side of Agernaes fishing behind some cliffs.
Nothing happened so at sunset we packed our stuff and headed to the holiday home.

Day 2 had the same wind and weather conditions like day 1.
First spot was Damsbo strand, the parking lot was already occupied by two cars from the Czech republic and as we walked toward the beach we could see four fisherman wading in line.
We circumvented them by walking on top of the cliff and fished the end of this particular stretch.
I had one hit on the fly but not a solid take, that came to my buddy who hooked a darkly colored seatrout still in spawning livery.
His luck ran out quickly as the hook came out after just one jump.
After Damsbo it was off to Kalvore where the Ferry harbor was.
A beautiful spot with the desired leopard bottom of sand and boulders covered with seaweed.
The wind however terrible and as the surrounding country side was flat no shelter.
This was no fun anymore so we decided for plan C and headed into the direction of Faaborg at Sineberg.
The spot was again beautiful but wind and waves where in the end to much to bear.
We chatted with another angler who told us that the water temperature had dropped from 6 to 4 degrees within a day due to the East wind.
Time for plan D which brought us to Knolden, leeward … not pretty and occupied by four fisherman tossing spinners statically (wondered if that worked at all).
We made a few casts just in case and left for plan E.
Plan E was to try the muddy inside fjord,  shallow and surrounded by marsh.
I absolutely hate muddy bottom for wading and do not even talk about marshes …
anyway we went and surprisingly the bottom was not that bad.
But … no fish present, all I spotted where some tiny fish amongst the seaweed so at least some life was present.
Fished until sunset and then called it a day.

Day three, the last full fishing day.
In the night the wind had completely died down and would vary in strength and direction during the day.
We started out at the eelgrass fields of Helneas strand, after a short while wading the fog rolled in and in the distance we could hear the fog horn of a passing ship.
I spotted one ring on the surface and made a cast to it hoping it would be a seatrout on the prowl but nothing happened.
We then moved out to the section with the boulders, the water level was now extremely low.
Apparently all the water pushed up by the East wind had left in a hurry.
After a while four Belgian anglers arrived, one flyfished from a kayak … the other ones where wading and using spinning gear,
The spot was nice but nothing to be seen or feltso we were moving again. Next stop Aa strand, a tad dull and well completely dead.
The open coast obviously was no good for us so we ended up in the muddy bay again and tried Brunshuse first ending up at Skarris odde.
In the mean time the fog had been accompanied by a light drizzle as we ploughed the inner bay for fish.
It appeared my buddy had hit an low due to the conditions so we decided to call it a day and headed for the warmth of the holiday home.

Day four, last day fishing and a travel day.
After breakfast in the morning we made plans for the day and then cleaned the holiday home.
Logistics dictated we would fish first on Helnaes were we stayed.
The eelgrass flats would be the spot but the clear water yielded nothing.
The pressure was on to elude the ominous skunk and so we headed to Gamborg Fjord, a spot that had done well for us in the past.
The Fjord was however not as it used to be in our imagination, somehow a whole lot of that seaweed had gone leaving only a dull sandy bottom.
A pair of harbor porpoises inside the Fjord raised hopes a little that there was something going on.
In fact I spotted about four of the porpoises in hunting mode.
Again the water was cold but we steadily fished a lot of the Fjord.
My buddy had contact with a fish as he hooked a nice seatrout … which came off after two jumps.
I guess his curse was heard all over the Fjord and might even have reached the mainland.
We ended the session in the afternoon, beaten … humbled and skunked … not happened in a very long time.

It was good to be in Denmark again, the skunk … well it happens and the only solution is to go again or pick a day later in the year.
Trips like these are always difficult to organize due to commitments of the parties involved so when a date is set it is a go whatever the conditions may be.

 

Fyn 2014

Fyn 2014

I can be short about the annual spring Denmark trip, beautifull as ever but tough going.
Fish where far and between but still showed themselves at times thus motivation was high.
I had to deal with some equipment failure in the wading department so it was not that comfy
in the spring Baltic waters but I managed.

Fishing took place during four days where two days where more or less half days as it
where travel days – our location the island of Fyn is approximately 6 hours driving time.
We did best in the fjords where the water temperature was a degree or two higher than on
the open coast (7 degrees C).
We did not spot any marine worms or shrimp, well I spotted one big shrimp on the open coast :-).

Weatherwise April threw everything at us from clear skies and sunshine to rain and a lot of wind.
The end results for this trip where that my friend caught 6 fish, one fine 54 cm specimen – the rest
smaller fish in the 40cm range.
I caught a skinny 58cm fish and one of those 40 cm range fish.

Even though results where less than last years trip it was fun and we left with plenty of thoughts
about the fishing, equipment, fly patterns used and  locations we fished.

Fyn 2013

Fyn 2013

Fyn 2013 day 1

One of the highlights for me was always the spring trip for sea-run browns in the
clear Baltic sea around the island of Fyn in Denmark.
We would usually go on such a trip with 4 to 6 guys but the lack of success and
adverse weather had put off some of the usual suspects in the past.

This year it was the same story, a long very cold winter prompted our friends
to decline the offer to join us on this trip.
In the early morning of April 18th. 2013 only the true believers where ready
to go – thus Tom and myself.
We had the attitude that we would go whatever the weather would throw at us.
The trip to Denmark was pretty smooth, even the Elbe tunnel at Hamburg
was free of the usual traffic jam.

The ride was pretty smooth, we left at 0600 hours in the morning and around 1200 hours
we entered the Kolding area on the Danish mainland.
Since we were early we decided to fish a small Fjord on the mainland first.
The weather was horrible as a strong westerly wind was pushing whitecaps over
the otherwise rather placid Little Belt.
It was possible to fish though although it sure was not easy.

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The water was exceptionally low but still clear enough to give us some hope
to catch fish.
Tom moved inside the Fjord, I would not dare to go there as the bottom consisted
of pure muck where I would sink in right away.
Instead I fished the open shoreline outside of the Fjord and soon had the first
fish on which threw the hook rather quickly.
I had quite some takes and following fish but no solid hookups anymore.
Tom was on a roll as he had found a good spot inside the Fjord where small
Sea-runs had been gathering, he had several fish in a row.

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After a couple of hours we decided to drive over to the island to get the keys
for the house at the rental agency in Middelfahrt.
Since we had not been able to get all our supplies in time we made a quick
stop at the local supermarket to get some food.

We had booked a little rental house in the general area of south of Middelfahrt,
that was where the first challenge came popping up.
Although the navigation told us we were at our destination we could not find the house.
It should have been a blue house but we only saw two yellow houses at the roadside.
We drove further along the road but could not spot the blue house so we doubled back.
We got out of the car and looked around and finally spotted the blue house up on
the hill.

The rental was found but now we had to figure out how to get there with our 4WD car.
We drove around trying to find an access road to the house but to no avail.
Finally we spotted one of the locals who could only speak a few words English where
to find the road to the house.
He told us more or less that we had to return to the main street to get to the house.

Meanwhile some other locals had popped up at one of the yellow houses and
they pointed out that the small path between the two houses at the roadside was in fact
the access road to the house.
When Tom asked if he could drive up to the house using the narrow path they laughed
and said “ you might get up there but never down because there was no room to turn around”
The only option was to leave the car at the roadside and drag our gear up to the hill.

After getting settled in we had lunch and discussed where we would spend our evening fishing session.
Since the winds came from W-SW we picked out the spot on the northern coast of the island.
As we pulled in the car park we noticed a familiar car, turned out that some of our friends from
The flyfishing club were also on a trip to Fyn – it’s a small world after all.
The spot at the Northern coast was a place of fond memories for us but on this day it was pretty dead.
Very noticeable was that the water on the opene coast was a lot lower in temperature than in the Fjord
we Fished earlier that day.

There were quite some fisherman present besides us but nobody was catching anything,
there were no bites and no signs of fish.
The only marine life forms besides the birds where two seals that popped their heads up far.
out to the open sea.
We called it quits after sunset when the temperatures really began to drop fast.

 


Fyn 2013 day 2

More or less rested we started day 2 at 0630 hours.
I had come up with a nickname for the house = hobbit house as everything was so small,
I barely fitted in the bunk and had to watch my head when moving around the upper floor.
Still the place was perfectly suited for two fisherman.

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After a good breakfast we decided to fish in our backyard which was a sheltered Fjord.
I had fished that Fjord on one earlier occasion and although I did not caught anything
then I liked the place because it looked great and had a hard bottom = easy wading.

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The wind was still blowing in force but came from the left-hand side making casting still possible.
Pretty soon I had hits on the fly and managed to catch a few small sea-run trout.
Tom had no luck and was struggling with the seaweed as he was fishing with an intermediate
line where I was fishing with a floater.

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At the previous day I had fished with the 8-weight rod due to the strong wind but had switched now to the 7-weight rod.
My to-go fly was the Fluff, a pattern I got from the book Baltic sea flies by Martin Joergensen.
My version consisted of a Partrigde CS54 saltwater shrimp hook, some lead wire and a hackle of brown polar chenille.
The Fluff was really simplicity itself but it looked good in the water, it pulsated when retrieved and looked just like a shrimp.
The fish liked the Fluffen and so did I.

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We took a break from fishing in the afternoon and headed to our house to get something to eat.
Tom wanted to go back to the mainland to fish his precious small fjord and I just tagged along.
This time he managed  to get three fish from the Fjord, I got two fish.

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Fyn 2013 day 3

The wind had shifted from W-SW on day 1 to W-NW on day 2.
On day 3 the wind was blowing from various directions.
After breakfast we fished again near our house but this time the open coast near our rental.
Conditions where not favorable as the strong wind of the past days had kicked up the sediment
and washed off some of the clay of the cliffs.

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So the water was murky but further out we could still spot the seaweed patches we usually
sought out to fish.
We walked up to the beach to see how far the murky water reached.
At first Tom wanted to immediately leave to look for cleaner water but I mention
that since we were there anyway we should backtrack and fish for a while.

We carefully waded out and reached a sandbar where we could move along the beach.
Tom managed to catch one fish on this stretch, I had no contacts.
The trouble with the murky water was that the fish would probably have difficulty
finding our flies but more importantly we could not really see how the consistency of the seafloor was.
We found out when we wanted to head back to the beach.

Fact was that at some point the sandbar connected to the beach.
We were far from that point however as we noticed that we had to pass the so called bathtub
– a deeper through that runs parallel to the beach.
We made it safely to shore though without too much problems.

The next stop would be further south at the open coast.
As we walked to the beach we noticed that the water looked really good.
Very clear with the perfect leopard bottom consisting of sand and boulders/stones covered with seaweed.
Looks where deceiving however was we both covered a large distance fishing
without getting any contacts.

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No action meant that we had to get on the move again and thus continued our
trek to the south.
The destination would be a very interesting stretch that boasted both shallow and deep water.
The eastern shore of the beach was covered by a large patch of murky water.
No other anglers where present which might have been a sign.
We stopped anyway and walked out to the southernmost point of the beach in search
of cleaner water.

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Further out the water was indeed cleaner and soon we had the first contacts with trout.
Tom landed several fish, I only got nibblers.
This was the first spot where I actually found some live critters amongst the seaweed.
Small shrimp where moving about in force and I spotted a few ragworms swimming in the surface.

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Allthough I found my ragworm fly pretty convincing the trout thought otherwise.
I got only nibbles, insult to injury was the fact that a trout took a live ragworm within rods length from me.
In the mean time Tom has taking a nap on the beach as all the hard work had tired him out.

The highlight of the day for me came at midday when a harbor porpoise decided to hunt close to the shore.
I was the first time I had seen them so close to shore and this time I was ready with the camera.
The porpoise made two runs along the beach so there was ample time to enjoy the sight.

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We still had bites at the end of the day but action was slowing down.
The easterly winds had almost died down completely and the Baltic sea resembled a mirror.
I headed out to the shallower part of the beach and noticed rings in the surface.
The trout where probably picking up shrimps from the surface.
I re-rigged with a small red tag fly on a size 6 hook and waited for fish to come within casting range.
A ring formed on the surface and I made a cast to it.
It took two strips to get a strike and so I finally ended the day without being skunked.

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Tom had his share of evening luck and so we could head with satisfaction back to our base.
It had been a great day with lots of action.

 


Fyn 2013 day 4

The last day of our trip was a travel day meaning that we could only fish for a limited time.
After breakfast we cleaned the rental and pondered where would go.

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Tom had the idea to visit the narrow part of the Lille Baelt near Middelfahrt
I mentioned that the chance for big fish would probably best there but the basic chance
of catching something at all would be the Fjord right near our rental.
Since the Fjord was right in our backyard it was the place to hold our last fishing session
on Fyn. The wind was now coming from the east and increased during the day.

We waded out to the belt with seaweed in the Fjord and started to fish.
It did not take long before I was into my first fish.
I saw the silver shape in the surface and noticed it was a small fish, the hook came out
though after a short while.
The next cast immediately resulted in another bite and yet again the fish came off.
Tom mentioned I should check the hook but a close inspection of the red tag fly I fished
showed that the hook was in perfect working order.

We moved further to the Western end of the Fjord where the water became deeper.
There I got another hit on the red tag and this time It was a big fish.
The fish did not jump but pulled pretty good, when it came close I noticed how big it was.
Figure I was telling Tom that the Fjord would probably hold a lot of small fish, well there where big fish present as well.

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As the fish came close Tom wanted to take some pictures.
Since we had left the landing nets in the car figuring we would only encounter smaller size
fish we know felt a bit stupid.
So I managed to get a hold on the fish and put it partially in the stripping basket so I could
get a better grip on the fish.

Unfortunately the fish had some reserve energy left en made a successful attempt to get back in the water again.
The tippet was snagged behind one of the rod rings and snapped as the fish made a quick escape.
Tom estimated the fish around 65cm and boy it was a fat fish.
I could kick myself for this stupid action but as they say “shit happens”.

After the incident I went further to the west of the Fjord while Tom made a run for the
shore because the cold water got at him.
On this morning we entered the Fjord at high tide, soon I was into water that was
Too deep for comfortable fishing so I also made a short break at the shoreline.
Tom had moved out into the eastern part of the Fjord that was shallower and he soon got into some good fish.
Although he was very far from my position I could see that the big fish he was battling
put up a spectacular fight, the fish came several times clear out of the water.

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As Tom was catching a series of fish around and over the 60cm mark I caught
a small fish and had some following fish.

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In the afternoon it was time to go home so we packed in our gear and told ourselves
That this had to be the best spring trip to Fyn we had ever witnessed.

The wind battered us the first two days but the places we visited had mostly some action going.
The water was still cold but temperatures varied very drastically.
We measured 4 degrees on the open coast, 6 degrees in the Little Belt and 8 degrees in the
sheltered Fjords.
Since the winter had been so long and cold we did not expect to see the usual inhabitants
of the seaweed like shrimps and small fish but at certain locations they were out in
decent numbers.

When we compared which flies we used we came to the conclusion that it was probably
more important to find fish than to use a certain flypattern although they where always exceptions.
We where quite content about the amount of takes we had felt and wondered why the
fish where so hesitant to take our flies.

I think I learned a lot again on this trip and look forward to future visits to Denmark.

Denmark – Fyn Island April 22nd-25th. 2010

Denmark – Fyn Island April 22nd-25th. 2010

Another spring trip to Denmark has ended.
My fear of going home skunked did not materialize although in my opinion the fishing was very tough.
The long cold winter in Europe had surely left its mark
on nature as the Baltic sea was still cold and life in the sea was only slowly developing.

On April 22nd we left the Netherlands at 06.00 hrs to make the journey to the island of
Fyn in Denmark. We cleared main bottleneck on our route (the Elbe river tunnel in Hamburg)pretty easy with
just some slow traffic at the outgoing side of the tunnel.
The rest of the tour through Southern Jutland and on to the Island was pretty uneventful.
Instead of making a fishing stop along the way we decided to pick up the keys of our rental cottage and have something to eat first.


The cottage, a very luxury place this time.

Rain and hail showers in the distance.

My setup, Orvis T3 6-weight plus a clear intermediate line.

After settling in we headed to the beach to try and get our first fish.
It was windy, chilly and sometimes rain and hail blasted us.
From the six guys on the trip only Tom caught fish, two searun browns from whom the largest measured 57 cm.
I ended up with two takes but could not materialize the fish.
I developed cold feet near sunset, after returning to the cottage I noticed that my waders where leaking.
Not pleasant in cold water conditions.


On the 23rd we would hit Odense Fjord on the northern shore of Fyn.
Since Odense boasted a very nice tackle shop we went there first so I could get a pair of waders to continue
my fishing spree with more or less dry feet.
Since tackle was expensive in Denmark I asked for the cheap stuff and by chance they had bough a container load of waders from a well known English manufacturer.

The two layer fabric did not boast my confidence but I figured it would last at least the remainder of this trip.

At the shop we asked for some tips and with the intel we got we decided to change our plans and head for the southern coast.






The southern coast and my first couple of seatrout.

There was a stiff breeze blowing at the southern shores but still manageable to fish my 6-weight rod.
After a long wait I was finally rewarded with my first seatrout of the
trip, a 47 cm specimen caught on a pink ep sparkle shrimp.
In short order I managed to land two more fish, respectively 55 and 45cm all on the pink shrimp pattern.

On day three some of the guys wanted to fish a freshwater river on mainland Jutland.
It was way to early to go there and this was after all a saltwater fishing trip.
The infidels left for the Omme A river, the diehards went to fish the Little Belt sound.
Due to the cold weather the seagrass field had not developed yet so large parts of the place where barren and void of life.



The Little Belt sound.


Marsvin aka harbor porpoise in the distance.








At the Little Belt.

We concentrated on a boulder field and spotted schools of sandeels running out with the tide.
Trout where actively hunting on the outer side of the boulder reef but where out of casting Range.
I was lucky enough to get a stray fish that hunted over the boulders.
The fish was yet again caught on a pink shrimp pattern and put up a pretty good fisht.
The fish measured 52 cm and was my fourth fish of the trip.
One of my buddies decided to switch to the dark side and headed up the cliff to get his spinning rod in order to reach the far away trout.
When he came back the trout where gone but he also managed one smaller searun trout.

On the last day we had breakfast and cleaned out the cottage first.
After delivering the keys of the cottage we fished the local beach until 15.30 hours.
One of us managed to catch one smaller fish on a ragworm fly.
The rest of the guys Blanked.
I did have two fish chase a brown shrimp made with EP shrimp brush but they
did not take the hook solidly and escaped.




Getting ready to go home.

We left around 16.00 hours on our 6 hour returned trip to the Netherlands.
It was fun as usual but tough fishing in the chilly and windy conditions.
I once again left as the guy with the most fish, four to be exactly due to pure luck and persistence,
Tom had the Largest trout of the trip nd ended with three fish.

Joop en Alfons both avoided skunk by catching one fish, Hans and Wiebe blanked.
I had tons of fun though I look forward to another trip to the Baltic coast.

Fyn 2012

Fyn 2012

Four days where spend fishing near the west side of Fyn with my friend Tom.
The conditions varied but all in all a lot better than last (very cold) spring.

There where quite a few small fish around.
Tom scored big time on the first day when we where fishing near Kolding.
Lot’s of fish inside a small cove where he managed to catch 7 within 20 minutes, no big fish though.
My best fish was a fat 52cm seatrout from Rojle klint, my largest was a 57cm rather skinny fish from Vejby fed.
Tom’s best fish was a nice 57cm trout that looked like it was attacked in the past by either a cormorant or seal.

On the other days we managed two / three fish per day.
On the last day only Tom was lucky and caught one smaller fish inside Kolding Fjord where we
made a stop on our return yourney to the Netherlands.

Some spots boasted live in the form of small fish and shrimp, others seemed lifeless.
On saturday we spotted masses of mysis inside the little Belt at Rojle klint.

I also mentioned to Tom that the ship we saw inside the little Belt looked like a royal yacht (way to much rader equipment on top)
Seemed I was right as I looked it up… it was the HDMY Dannebrog (A540)
that skippers the Danish Royals around.

Danish Baltic sea coast 04-2011

Danish Baltic sea coast 04-2011

A report about our annual pilgrimage to Denmark to pursue
searun brown trout.
This year was bad due to the cold water and and algae bloom
of the invasive algae Chatonella which orgines lie in Japan.

Day 1 April 14th 2011 

We travelled from the Netherlands to Denmark,
after 6 hours we arrived at our rental in Sandager Naes
on the Island of Fyn.
After dumping all unneccesary gear in our cottage we fished
the beach at Sonderby Klint but saw no life.
Normally you would see small fish and shrimp along the shoreline
but it was al lifeless.
After a couple of hours casting in vain we decided to switch locations
and headed to Aa strand where a stream entered the sea.
The mouth of the stream was a protected zone but fishing was allowed outside the perimeter of 500 meters.
We had hoped that the river would be a magnet for the trout but
nothing happened.
We spoke to a fellow angler who had caught a searun brown and a rainbow trout in the salt earlier that day, this angler was also
fishless since the morning hours when he caught his fish.











Day 2 April 15th. 2011 

Since the locations we fished on the previous day where so void of life we decided to head to mainland Jutland to see if some of the
protected bays boasted shrimp, baitfish and maybe searuns.
We ended up in Houens odde, a protected cove at Kolding fjord but
again no fish or life in general.
After a couple of hours it was back to the Island again where we fished Vejby fed.
There I actually got a hit on the fly but could not hook the fish.
The rest of the guys once again remainded fishless without having bites so we decided near sunset to switch locations again.
The new spot would be Wedellsborg, a place that had never dissapointed us in the past.
I was first on the shoreline and noticed that the otherwise so clear Baltic seawater was completely brown due to the algae bloom.
A plan B was quickly drawn up, we would head to Husby strand where we never had been before.
Tom was lucky enough to actually catch the first searun of the trip while a short while later I managed to land and release a searun kelt of about 60cm length.
The shortest guy of the party Hans also caught the shortest searun on Husby strand which measured below 12 inches.
One of us remained fishless.
















Day 3. April 16th. 2011 

We started the day at a new location called Damsbo strand.
As I waded out through the clear water and the eelgrass fields
I thought that we where at the right spot in the right time.
It turned out that it would be so for Tom as he managed to catch
four small searuns within an hour.
I was standing actually next to Tom but did not receive a single hit
on the fly, the rest of us also got no bites.
Further in the day I saw a big searun jump clear from the water but it was out of my casting range.
When the tide and wind changed conditions deteriorated and we moved further south to Helnaes strand to fish into sunset.
Again no life to be seen allthough Joop claimed that he had one take.
We did get a visit from a school of harbor porpoises which was the highlight of the day for me.














Day 4. April 17th. 

First thing on the agenda was to clean our rental so we could avoid a hefty cleaning bill.
After breakfast we picked a location en route to the mainland since we had to travel 6 hours to get home.
We hit Vejby fed again with very good weather conditions.
As I entered the water I even saw some baitfish so I had high expectations.
As so often on this trip nothing happened even though we had nice weather and a good current going.
An hour or two before or scheduled departure the tide and wind changed and the water turned murky with algae.

We all concluded that fishing wise this trip really sucked.
Tom did pretty well with his five fish considering the condtions allthough they where all small.
The fish I had would have been nice if it had been able to feed after its spawning run to the river but now it looked rather poor and skinny.
Hans was lucky to have one small fish, still I always wonder why he tags along since he really hates the sea and would rather fish some litte stream.
Joop was probably the most unlucky angler in this session as he fished four days without catching a single fish.
So the fishing was bad, the company and the weather where good.




Flyfishing Denmark – April 22nd-25th. 2010

Flyfishing Denmark – April 22nd-25th. 2010

Fishing Fyn Island Denmark, April 22nd-25th.

Another spring trip to Denmark has ended.
My fear of going home skunked did not materialize although in my opinion the fishing was very tough.
The long cold winter in Europe had surely left its mark
on nature as the Baltic sea was still cold and life in the sea was only slowly developing.

On April 22nd we left the Netherlands at 06.00 hrs to make the journey to the island of 
Fyn in Denmark. We cleared main bottleneck on our route (the Elbe river tunnel in Hamburg)pretty easy with just some slow traffic at the outgoing side of the tunnel.
The rest of the tour through Southern Jutland and on to the Island was pretty uneventful.
Instead of making a fishing stop along the way we decided to pick up the keys of our rental cottage and have something to eat first.


The cottage, a very luxury place this time.

Rain and hail showers in the distance.

My setup, Orvis T3 6-weight plus a clear intermediate line.

After settling in we headed to the beach to try and get our first fish.
It was windy, chilly and sometimes rain and hail blasted us.
From the six guys on the trip only Tom caught fish, two searun browns from whom the largest measured 57 cm.
I ended up with two takes but could not materialize the fish. 
I developed cold feet near sunset, after returning to the cottage I noticed that my waders where leaking. Not pleasant in cold water conditions.

On the 23rd we would hit Odense Fjord on the northern shore of Fyn.
Since Odense boasted a very nice tackle shop we went there first so I could get a pair of waders to continue my fishing spree with more or less dry feet.
Since tackle was expensive in Denmark I asked for the cheap stuff and by chance they had bough a container load of waders from a well known English manufacturer.
The two layer fabric did not boast my confidence but I figured it would last at least the remainder of this trip.
At the shop we asked for some tips and with the intel we got we decided to change our plans and head for the southern coast.






The southern coast and my first couple of seatrout.

There was a stiff breeze blowing at the southern shores but still manageable to fish my 6-weight rod.
After a long wait I was finally rewarded with my first seatrout of the 
trip, a 47 cm specimen caught on a pink ep sparkle shrimp.
In short order I managed to land two more fish, respectively 55 and 45cm all on the pink shrimp pattern.

On day three some of the guys wanted to fish a freshwater river on mainland Jutland.
It was way to early to go there and this was after all a saltwater fishing trip.
The infidels left for the Omme A river, the diehards went to fish the Little Belt sound.
Due to the cold weather the seagrass field had not developed yet so large parts of the place where barren and void of life. 




The Little Belt sound.



Marsvin aka harbor porpoise in the distance.









At the Little Belt.

We concentrated on a boulder field and spotted
schools of sandeels running out with the tide.
Trout where actively hunting on the outer side of the boulder reef but where out of casting Range.
I was lucky enough to get a stray fish that hunted over the boulders.
The fish was yet again caught on a pink shrimp pattern and put up a pretty good fisht.
The fish measured 52 cm and was my fourth fish of the trip.
One of my buddies decided to switch to the dark side and headed up the cliff to get his spinning rod in order to reach the far away trout.
When he came back the trout where gone but he also managed one smaller searun trout.

On the last day we had breakfast and cleaned out the cottage first.
After delivering the keys of the cottage we fished the local beach until 15.30 hours.
One of us managed to catch one smaller fish on a ragworm fly.
The rest of the guys Blanked.
I did have two fish chase a brown shrimp made with EP shrimp brush but they
did not take the hook solidly and escaped.




Getting ready to go home.

We left around 16.00 hours on our 6 hour returned trip to the Netherlands.
It was fun as usual but tough fishing in the chilly and windy conditions.
I once again left as the guy with the most fish, four to be exactly due to pure luck and persistence, Tom had the Largest trout of the trip nd ended with three fish.
Joop en Alfons both avoided skunk by catching one fish, Hans and Wiebe blanked.
I had tons of fun though I look forward to another trip to the Baltic coast.

Fyn 19-04-2009

Fyn 19-04-2009

Fyn 19-04-2009

The last day was upon us and since we had to travel 6 hours back to the Netherlands time
to fish was limited to a couple of hours.
After cleaning up the cottage we had to drop the keys at the rental agency in Assens hence
we ended up again at Sonderby klint.

I guess the high tide and wind had caused the water to become very discoulered.
The outher edge of the weed patch though still had clear water so I decided to fish the
border between clear and dirty water.

At Sonderby

My tactic payed off as I got into a nice fish.
As I netted the fish it spat out its last dinner which was to me at least a surprisinly large sandeel.
Seatrout
Sandeel 

It was rather unique that I caught something on the last day as I always blanked so I was quite
a happy caper.
The rest of the guys where desperately trying to catch a fish but luck was just not on their side.

The rest of the guys trying hard
Trying to catch a fish

After a couple of hours our time on Fyn was up.
I took a last look at the grand landscape, packed in my gear and thought mission accomplished.
Untill next year Fyn. 

Fyn er fin
Time to go

Fyn 18-04-2009

Fyn 18-04-2009

Day 3 of the trip consisted of a visit to the coast at Wedellsborg on the western shores of Fyn.
This stretch of coastline was very near to our cottage. It was a place I had visited on numerous occasions in the past and it had never let me down.
The beach was a very interesting spot, beginning with a deep bowl and then a long stretch along the cliffs with a fine leopard bottom.

West Fyn
West Fyn

Some members of our crew could not stomach the seatrout fishing anymore, intimated by the wide open spaces
of the coast they had opted to fish a river on the mainland.
Even though they where warned in advance that it was to early to visit the rivers they pursued their plan and
left the beach to Tom, Joop and yours truly.


Good riddance, bunch of infidels 🙂
 

So the beach was ours, Tom and Joop left for the cliffs at the end while I fished the deep bowl in front of the stretch.
Persistence yielded my first fish of the day, a nice seatrout once again caught on the flammen streamer.
The fish hit the fly right in the deep bowl quite a distance from shore.

Seatrout
Seatrout

Fish where present so I fished the bowl and slowly waded with the tide along the beach.
After half an hour another fish hit the fly, this fish was a bit smaller than the first one.
I intercepted a radio message that Joop had gotten his first fish of the trip and that he actually
saw hunting fish in the section he was fishing.

Joop fishing the flats
Joop with his first seatrout

Tom had also gotten fish contact but somehow every fish he fought managed to throw the hook.
With the boulders on the beach a back cast could always end with a fly – stone collision but
Tom was experienced enough to notice a dull hook point.
In his case it was just plane bad luck.

I moved slowly to the location where Joop was at and noticed rings in the surface, hunting trout.
I missed a take, I noticed though the fish where small.
A large boulder further from shore lay in front of me and it just begged for a long range cast.
As soon as the fly landed near the boulder I got a strike.
The hook was thrown though, from the initial contact it felt like a large fish.

In Joop’s corner of the fjord I changed flies and tied on a small zonker.

That fly change yielded two wannabe searuns for me.

Wanneby seatrout

The small searuns where hunting in front of us but I decided in the end to go back to the deep bowl to look for bigger fish.
The tide was coming in and the wind suddenly shifted ending the activity of the small trout.
In the mean time our freshwater friends a.k.a the infidels returned from their one hour drive from the mainland.
They had visited the river, seen some small fish and decided they did not want to fish there.
What a waste of time!, instead they joined us to fish until sunset.
I joined up with Tom at the deep bowl along the beach.

Tom fishing the deep bowl

It was around sunset and we hoped for some increase in fish activity.
Toms soon hooked into a fish as his rod was pulled into a nice bend.
Suddenly the line went slack and Tom lost his sixth battle with the trout, bummer!
20 minutes later I was into my 5th fish of the day.

Trout nr.6 of the day

nr. 6
nr.6
nr. 6
I fished until sunset, my last catch of the day was the sun as it settled over mainland Jutland.
Exhausted we drove back to the cottage.

Sunset at WedellsborgSunset at Wedellsborg

Fyn 17-04-2009

Fyn 17-04-2009

On day 2 of the trip we got up early to fish the beach along our cottage.
In the marshes in the back a small stream flowed into the bay making it
a hotspot for searun brown trout.
I was the earliest bird that morning so I made my way to the tip of the beach
to fish the mouth of the bay imagining it would have to be a trout highway.

The early bird ...
Baltic sea

It was quite chilly that morning, overnight temperatures dipped to freezing point.
Like the day before the waters surface yielded no signs of fish.
A couple of nets along the way where fished thoroughly since they usually where
hangouts of the searuns.
I did not make it to the point though since a sign in Danish mentioned that the 
rest of the beach to the tip was off limits due to bird breeding season.
I could not wait until June 15th – end of the nesting season so I doubled back.

The other guys tried the same stretch of beach but had no luck either.
I should have tried that place at night.

The rest of the gang
Baltic sea

At our cottage it was time for breakfast, next step would be the rather long drive to
Odense to visit the “Go fishing” store.
Hans still had to pick up his Orvis shooting basket and I had to get some of these
protection thingy’s to keep my stripping hand in one piece.

The rental
The rental

We arrived at the shop in Odense which was located right next to the Odense river.
It was a real candy store for us, lots of gear, flies and clothing.
A PC connected to a flat screen with internet access enabled us to follow up on a tip
to fish one of the small islands near Fyn.
The cost of the ferry though and the unfavorable timing schedule quickly convinced us
that this was not an option for us, we would stay on the main island.
We got our gear, inquired about the fishing conditions and got on our way to the next fishing
location.
Next stop was the Odense Fjord, the outer point near the pilot station.

Pilot station in Odense Fjord
Odense Fjord / Gabet

Before heading out into the bay we had a coffee break with as luxury item a cake.
No need to hurry in these sunny conditions.

Caketime
A nice place to live

The wind was blowing pretty strong into the inlet so all the guys left for the more sheltered
bay. 
I liked inlet fishing so I tried the deeper water in front of me, the only other angler around was a local with a spinning rod.

Odense Fjord
Odense Fjord

I was struggling with the wind and just as I was about to leave the windy part of the fjord
I heard on the radio that Tom had caught a first trout in the bay.
Walking past the pilot station the bay was in front of me, miles of clear water with the 
so revered leopard bottom.
A close inspection among the seaweed showed that despite the low water temperature critters
where active , shrimp and small baitfish where scooting among the weed.

Clear water
Gobies

The whole bay looked fishy but I did not have a single take.
I was fishing besides a large net when my fishing buddy Joop called me onto shore
for a coffee break.
As I waded towards shore with the flyline out I suddenly felt a tug, yep a trout hit the 
fly.
The slack in the line made the contact short though, the fish just fell off.

Odense Fjord
Hans in action

The rest of the day all stayed quiet, around sunset hordes of locals came out of the bushes
to fish the golden hours around sunset.
After sunset all the Danes left – fishless.
I tried the inlet once more but a shift in the tide had turned the water into a murky soup at the
point.
Loads of floating weed made me head back further into the bay.

Sunset at Odense Fjord

I believe on this day only Tom and Hans scored a fish, it was tough out there.
This was my first visit to Odense fjord and despite the absence of fish I really liked
the place, a place to return to in the future.
So day 2 ended in skunk for me, nothing to worry about since next day could only get better.