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Germany 25-09-2021

Germany 25-09-2021

When I was at work last Friday I got a call to join a short road and my first answer was no.
Not that I didn´t like fishing but it was more that I did not want to go unprepared.
I wanted to be sure the proper licenses could be arranged in time and since that turned out
to be the case I opted in.

My buddies did not know the particular destination but I had been there before on multiple occasions.
This was the river where I caught my first ever grayling.
After a drive of a couple hours we arrived at the scene, I had suggested we park at the end
of the so called guest stretch open for visiting anglers.

The end of the guest stretch was formed by a weir so the water was slow moving.
We took a look and immediately saw rising fish.
With the end being shallow I opted for hip waders but soon regretted it as the
upper parts had some spots that where to deep to wade through.

Nonetheless I stayed with the hip waders as I knew the stretches further on would be shallow.
There was a lot of surface activity so I choose to fish a sedge.
As I figured that some parts of the stream would be overgrown the rod I choose for this day
was the four weight Hardy glass.

I was soon into fish … pretty rainbow trout and a lot of them…
I was pretty amazed at the amount of fish I encountered and I caught tons of them.
A few browns where mixed in and my buddies also caught some nice grayling.

With the sun hiding behind the clouds the insect activity tapered off in the afternoon.
I tried nymphing but the lack of results caused me to use the ugliest fly in my box aka the
squirminator.
That pattern did not fail me and many more rainbows came to the net.

Late in the afternoon we regrouped for a quick lunch and headed out again.
My buddies checked out the fly only stretch further afield while I did a rerun on the lower stretch.
I had hoped the afternoon would see some rise but it was quiet so the squirminator was put
into action again and yielded more rainbows.

After finishing to lower stretch I moved upstream and came across my buddies wo told me
that the upper section was shallow, overgrown and did not boast many fish.
As I had not fished that stretch before I checked it out, indeed very shallow.
I caught a few fish there but fishing was tough because of the nature of the water.

With the sun about to set I continued upstream until some shiny in the water caught my eye.
This was like a scene from Lord of the rings … it was a golden ring.
With a bridge nearby I figured somebody had a bad day and tossed it in.
When I passed the bridge the river boasted a deeper pool which was filled with rainbows.
As the sun had gone I figured it might be time to head back and used the path that ran along the river bank.

At the spot where we parked the car I did not see the other guys so they where still fishing.
With the river nearby I did the same.
As the fog started to roll in over the meadow I was still catching rainbow after rainbow.
When it became dark I head back to the car and spotted my buddies doing the same.

It was chow time now and as I spotted a restaurant near the main bridge in the village I suggested we would go there to eat.
It was a traditional German restaurant so no worries about the food.
The outside dining area was fully occupied so we headed inside and ordered pork chops topped with eggs and bacon accompanied by a glass of tasty Maissel Weizenbeer.
Glad I went on that trip, a very good day indeed.

Germany 18+19-09-2021

Germany 18+19-09-2021

September used to be the month for the annual fishing contest of the German club.
Last year the venue was skipped due to the pandemic but not this year.
Location was again the mill pool where the owner graciously allowed us access to the premises.

The early morning session on the home waters was a bust.
Shallow water and lots of anglers around where not a recipe for angling bliss.
I had hoped some of the stocked trout had it made out of the pool into the river but I only encountered tiny gudgeons and dace.

After a breakfast held in the big shed at the mill we fished several hours in the mill pool.
The goal was to get five trout, those would be weighed in with any fish the anglers might
had caught during the morning fishing session.
The one with the most fish in weight would be the angler king, crowned with a chain and billed
for the drink.

I fished the flyrod as usual but darn that pool had become really shallow with most fish
being held up in the deepest part just under the mill weir.
I managed three pretty ugly rainbows and lost three others.
After the official part with the crowning of the angler king and the obligatory barbecue I ended
the day in the pub for dinner.

I was pondering if I should get a day ticket for the mill pool as it was open for us members the
next day by means of a special permit.
As it usually it would be a zoo then so I figured I be better off chasing chub.

I was a bit unprepared for the next day … I forget my trusty hopper selection.
When I arrived at the first chub spot I saw plenty of fish but only got two small fish.
Whatever I tried nothing would work.
The weather had not been that friendly also.
The day before the sun sometimes came out and it was warm, now totally overcast skies with wind
and a significantly lower temperature.

I tried the main river but with the lack of sunlight I could not spot the fish or very late.
The only way I spotted fish was when they shot off as they saw me first.
With the knowledge that the chub fishing was not going to happen pub time came early.

Just out of curiosity I checked the mill pool and saw nobody fishing which puzzled me.
Then I got a short bright moment when I remembered that the day before the famous
Applefest was held … all the locals would be drunk at home.
It was not that long before sunset but I quickly arranged a ticket for the pool and started fishing.

 

Fishing the nymph yielded however no reaction at all … the fish where present though.
I could see the rainbows everywhere moving around.
The squirminator also did not work with the exception of one rainbow from under the weir
that came off during the fight.
It was getting late and I only had caught a small dace, light was fading.
I had not only forgotten the hoppers but also the streamer box which would be my plan B
to catch any trout.
I found one bonefish Clouser in my tackle bag and fished that on a heavier tippet.
The fish where chasing the streamer and I finally landed that trout I was hoping for.
Also jumped five other trout but that Clouser hook was not that sharp.

 

With the knowledge that the pub would be soon out of the usual day trippers and bikers meaning the kitchen would close down I called it a day.
I was the last guest present that got a warm meal that day, all good.

Germany 12-09-2021

Germany 12-09-2021

Mission big chub almost a success, spotted the chub before it spotted me.
Put the hopper right in its face and waited until the fish gulped the hopper in.
Struck and fish was on.
The fish took me in the weeds but I got it out.
Ready to grab the net and the the hook came out … bummer.

The window of opportunity is slowly closing as fall is around the corner.
Managed a few of the smaller fish and tossed a mini Clouser to an ignoring pike.
Irritated the pike with the hopper until it shot off… I will be back with streamer and trace leader.
Harz mountains 09-2021

Harz mountains 09-2021

With the pandemic ditching many road trips for another year a last minute
decision was made to squeeze in a trip to the mountains.
The goal was to catch a lot of trout as the results on the home waters where
pretty dismal.

Hotels and licenses where booked in advance and nothing stood in the way
of a good trip.
Almost nothing as just a week before I noticed that extreme rainfall in the 
area had swollen the rivers to alarmlevel 2.

We had to expect that we would be fishing high and dirty water.
As part of the stream we would fish was a tailwater and I had been fishing
in such conditions before I was not worry we would not catch any fish.
It would be challenging though….

In the end it all worked out but water was high and off color for all day
of the trip.
Despite that fish where pretty active with the only letdown being the lack
of rising fish despite the presence of many insects.

I fished the squirminator almost exclusively to provide some silhouette 
for the fish in the dark water and that worked out good.
The only time I fished the dry fly was when I noticed rising grayling,
a short lived rise but a few fish where caught.

My goal of catching brown trout, rainbow trout and grayling where all
achieved with as a bonus a brook trout which I had never seen there
before.  The upstream section above the reservoir also yielded the
usual roach that enter the stream from the still water.

Germany 29-08-2021

Germany 29-08-2021

For a change the weather frogs got it right … it rained … a lot.
I checked out the upstream part of the stream hoping to find a leftover trout, didn’t find any …

Now my friends and I had a theory about the lack of trout being caught.
It had not been the first time that the guy responsible for stocking trout
also was the one to clubber them out of the stream the next day with his friends.
No proof of course but this had to be the worst season I had experienced concerning trout catches.

Anyways I tried my best in the rain as the stream started to discolor and rise due to the heavy rainfall.
The fly of choice for these low visibility situations was the squirmy and it attracted a lot of bites.
Alas only bites from gudgeons … smallest bottom feeder in the stream that usually grabbed the tail
and hanged on till the last minute like little pitbulls.

The plus of the murky water was that even in the shallows you could approach the fish close.
Some spots also yielded dace and a couple of small roach but no trout.
Plenty of action but no good fish to be found at the spots I visited.

When I got enough of the gudgeon bites I headed straight to the pub for dinner.
The pub was void of the usual bikers and day trippers due to the weather.
I did ran into my fishing buddies though … they also had seen no trout on another stretch.
The highlight of the day sure was not the fishing but the dessert, waffles with ice cream and hot cherries…

Germany 21/22-08-2021

Germany 21/22-08-2021

2021 … the Summer that never was … 

With the pandemic in place the pressure on the fishing water was greater than ever.
Lockdowns and border closings meant I missed the start of the trout season.
When travel was possible almost all trout where cleared out.

I tried my luck at with the chub but unlike last year it rained a lot and the streams carried a lot of water unusual for summer time.
The days with nice weather caused other troubles as apparently some tour operator had started canoeing trips on the little stream. Loud people … empty floating beer cans every where and no fish anymore.

Last week I tried my luck again in off conditions and managed only 1 chub on the hopper on Saturday. 
I had some shots at other fish but no solid hookups other than that one fish.
It was a day saver and the first time that I have actually seen a chub jump out of the water during a fight.

The Sunday was predicted as a full rain day but I figured you will not catch any fish if you are not at the water.
Off course it did not rain all day …
With the rain in mind I choose to fish the upper section of the stream where chub where absent.
The quarry would be either dace, roach or small gudgeons.
I fished a yellow/orange perdigon that yielded quite a few fish from the shallow water.

Still the lack of trout bugged me and so a little poaching was in order.
I was absolutely sure that one spot would hold a trout but it was a no fishing section.
As I knew the owner of the property and it was late in day I tried that spot.
A small deeper pool with a good flow that always held fish.
At first I fished the perdigon and got hits from the small dace and gudgeons.

There was a trout in there and little flies would not convince it for a take.
I broke out the squirmy and after a dozen or so runs trough the pool I hooked up.
I was now connected to a decent trout on the four weight glass only connected with light tippet and a barbless squirmy worm.
The fish was strong and after the second jump I was not sure if I could land the fish.
It took patience and in the end I could safely land the fish.

Germany 25-07-2021

Germany 25-07-2021

“You should have been here yesterday” was the motto of the day.
Yesterday thunderstorms where predicted so i skipped fishing.
The storm came in the evening so in hindsight I could have gone fishing without any issues.
Rain was plentiful in the evening/night and it blew out out the streams I was allowed to fish in.
There was clear water in the stream I could not fish, go figure.
 

After some sightseeing on the hill and the observing tower pub time came early.
When I finished lunch I braved the brown floods as I could not leave without catching a fish.

The only fly that could work was the squirmy and when I finally found a pool with some calmer water I got a few bites.
A small roach and dace where more than welcome in these off conditions.

Still waiting for stable Summer weather but that is not forecast for the near future.

Germany 18-07-2021

Germany 18-07-2021

With summer in full swing and harvesting going on the best time for chub fishing is near.
If only the weather would be more stable things would be easier.

Mission big chub was a fail once again as I messed up the only chance at a big fish.
Although some of the banks where finally mowed the high and murky water prevented me from spotting any fish.
A few small ones went for the hopper anyway though.

I had three shots at one big chub. In the first and second cast the fish would follow the fly but hesitated to grab it.
At the third shot I launched the hopper with a splash in the water and the fish followed and tried to take the fly.
Tried as I lost my cool like usual and struck to early … will the hurting never stop…
But we will try again with mayflies, hoppers and the odd crane fly imitations.

Anyways a nice day to be out and about.

Germany, 10&11-07-2021

Germany, 10&11-07-2021

Last Saturday was predicted a 100 percent rain day by the weather guru’s.
It actually stayed dry all day and I even got a tan in the end.
Once again I tried to fool the chub and even had some new weapons in my armory.
Besides the large abstract hoppers I usually fished I decided to try a more natural and
smaller pattern hoping to fool the wary fish.

It was tough again to even get to the water which was btw very murky.
This summer is completely different than last one, unstable weather with a
constant supply of water.
The water just was not as clear as last summer.

I tried some of the known spots and noticed a few fish in the murky water.
The first reaction to the new hopper where promising as it was instantly attacked.
After a few missed bites and one hooked it went quiet … fish gone.
The other spot on the main stream remained fishless.

Next stop the feed, it was clear and had fish in it.
Also big ones but I only nailed one slightly larger fish.
The problem here was the extreme shallow water, dumping a hopper usually meant
all the fish took off.
Noticed one pike in the water but without the proper streamer it was no use trying,
lots of weed in the water with no real depth to make a long retrieve.

With the fish not cooperating I did some sightseeing and took the long road to the pub.
Went for the double cheeseburger this time.

On Sunday I tried the home stretch hoping to find a trout but I hardly found any fish.
The squirmy yielded a small dace from one of the pools and that was it,
The only thing hitting the squirmy where the gudgeons, small bottom feeders that
constantly grabbed the tail section of the squirmy,

I tried some other places but the water was shallow, found a few small dace and
fished a small dun pattern to get some bites.
The pub visit was early as I had hoped that I would find fish surface feeding
in the nearby village.
Alas the surface waters where void of feeding fish, a small pink Perdigon yielded one
roach and that was it.

A cloudy day with some of the clouds looking like thunder heads, it stayed dry though.
Maybe it is time to visit some of the spots that are more off track in order to find fish.

Germany 03-07-2021

Germany 03-07-2021

Another hot weekend day thus again on the quest for a big chub.
This time I tried again at the home waters but I had difficulty finding fish.
Again the banks still overgrown so there was hardly an open space to
find to reach the water.

The feeder stream had visible fish and indeed some of the big boys.
The big mayfly did not work so I downsized to a crane fly pattern.
The cranefly did work as long as it hit the water, free drifting and the fish
showed no interest.
I got two of the smaller fish relatively fast,

I spotted again a pike along the bank, it had seen me first though and
retreated to deeper water.
Further upstream I noticed the big chub and I made a good cast near
them without scaring any fish.
One came up and nailed the fly, I battled the fish successfully but just
before I could net it the fish got off.

Back on the main river I battled the long grass and countless horse flies
to find any fish.
It was really hot and access to the water was virtually impossible due
to the tall grass.
I spotted a few fish moving but not the stationary feeding fish I wanted.
In the mean time the storks where circling overhead, a sign of summer.

I tried the feeder stream on the way back but in the late afternoon all
activity ceased.
Last stop off course the pub, as the clouds gathered and rain and thunder
where predicted I opted to sit inside.

As starters I ordered the Manta platte, a curry sausage with fries.
Next was the salad with baked feta cheese.
Skipped the desert as I was stuffed.
The beer garden had plenty of visitors, amongst them pagans who
ordered the strawberry beer .. beer with strawberry sirup and strawberries
(lady drink).
I made a picture of it otherwise you would not believe what savagery goes
on at this side of the pond.