With the last fishing outing being fishless due to circumstances I was still on a mission to catch at least one fish in the month of December.
With nothing to do at work due to lack of orders I decided to take a day off and go fishing despite the fact that the stream still carried more than twice as much water as normal.
Once at the stream I noticed that the water was still a lot higher than I liked.
Sand was deposited far up the bank from the time that the water was about four times higher than usual.
There was one spot I expected fish and that was in a deeper pool behind a removed weir.
The current was strong and the visibility was very poor so I was not sure that the fish would be active despite the rather high temperature.
I fished the current seam along the calmer water hoping that the one or the other fish would be stationed there to pick up food items carried along by the current.
The first bite came after a while and actually yielded a roach on the nymph.
I had one other take but could not convert that into a hooked fish.
I tried other likely spots but I could hardly get to them because of slippery banks and short boots.
It rained practically most of the day, light rain but it made the landscape look dull and off course darkness came pretty early.
The end of my fishing session came right on time with the opening of the pub and although the landlord only wanted to
serve me one beer because of that one fish I took two 🙂
This could be the last fishing report of this year so just in case Merry Christmas and a happy New Year but then again with the high temperatures I might sneak in just one more session.
The local flyfishermen from the other side of the border always organized casting sessions at various locations during the year.
The last one was called the Christmas casting session and usually an excuse to party at one of the local ponds with maybe do some casting along the way.
So I attended the party eh… last casting session and met up with fellow anglers from the region.
And as usual people brought food and drink with them so everybody had a good time.
The instigator of the last session had purchased some Salmon from the fishmongers and prepared the so called flammlax, a specialty from the Scandinavian neck of the woods.
As I was not a great fish eater I had only one sandwich with the salmon but did have a tasting of the Connemara Single Malt and the Mulled wine with a shot of rum.
My goal was to go fishing once the party had ended which would be about noon …
Off course the whole thing did not end which reminded me of the time I asked about the ending time of another party where the reply was “The party stops when the last drunkard leaves” .
The last two guys excluding me had promised that the beer keg would have to be emptied and so I stayed along while the daylight faded and the fog settled over the land.
The temperature dropped near freezing and with the low light and the extreme rainfall and snow melt from the last weeks I figured fishing was useless.
As my buddies had finished their task in emptying the beer keg and where about to be picked up
I left for pub for some food more to my liking and vowed I would still have to catch a fish in December before the year ended.
With a couple of dry days the stream might be fishable again and maybe I take a day off from work to end the year with some fish being caught.
A very fine day with sunshine and a breeze and as it supposedly was the last one with decent weather I went fishing.
With the Algae bloom a distant memory the water has cleared extremely and the fish have vacated their usual hideouts.
So I struggled to get fish but at least the dace and one roach cooperated plus off course the bonus gudgeon.
Another day of stockie bashing and surprisingly no competition from my fellow syndicate members …
well I did not miss them … the whole place for me alone.
Crazy action with the rainbow trout plus a couple of browns mixed in.
The pike got me again … at least that is my conclusion to the loss of yet another streamer without feeling any resistance.