I was up at the crack of dawn this morning all set to fish the Rhondda in its low state.
The weather was not looking to good first thing this morning with heavy cloud cover and a little bit of a chill in the air, but by the time I got on the river and set up my greys 4wt with the dry and my streamflex 3wt with the french leader the cloud started to disperse and the sun started to make a show. As I said the river was very low so a stealthy approach was needed, this is where the french leader comes into its own by enabling you to cast the nymphs well up-stream and keeping minimal drag for presentation. At the moment im using a 21ft camo leader so i can cover a lot of water without making a step. Enough waffle, back to the fishing.
It was all slow-moving, just picking through the pockets with a 2m flash back PTN. In no time i was into the first trout of the day and after that many more came to hand on the leader. I didn’t see any fish on the fin so the dry rod was on my back and that’s where it stayed most of the morning until around 12ish when a few brook duns started hatching and a few B.W.O and a few other upwings that I could get close enough to identify.
As i moved around the Rhondda picking a few fish up from the small pockets and glides i decided to take a bit of a break and turn a few rocks over and see what was going on. I didn’t have anything on me to put the nymphs in so i improvised with an old can that i found on the back side. Worked a treat too. I found mostly stoneclingers and a few cased caddis and small lava of some sort and a few snails. I only took photos of the stoneclingers/Heptagenid below.
After letting the nymphs go i done a little more fishing but with the dry fly. I was fishing blind really just casting into likely looking places behind rocks and along side the fast water, well what fast water i could find. Didnt do bad though with a few to the net and a few miss takes and after that little bit of fun i made a move home to earn a few points with the wife 🙂 Few photos to finish off below
I had a phone call last night off Kieron jenkins asking if i would be interested in fishing the Cynon with him. I’ve never fished the river before so it was a good opportunity to have a look and it’s always an experience fishing with Kieron to say the least ;).
After a quick journey on the train in the morning, i met with kieron and off we set to fish the Cynon. Seeing the river for the first time kind of reminded me of the river Rhondda but not has rocky. I couldn’t wait to set up and get a fly in the water like always. As we havent had much rain for the past few weeks, the water level is very low so we decided to go for fish for fish. I set up on the dry, Size 16 cdc olive and Kierion set up the french leader. With the conditions, using the leader, kieron pulled off around 3ft of nylon and attached that to the indicator and then from there the nymph, he used a 2m flashback ptn. Cracking all round pattern for any river and conditions. The weather seamed to be holding for us with heavy cloud cover and the odd glimpse of sunshine breaking through and the odd small shower.
As we moved up river seeing a good few fish rising we thought it was going to be like shooting fish in a barrel, but it wasnt to be. They were highly spooky and just didn’t want to know the dry. We came to the conclusion that they must have been picking up midges or something. Kieron tried all kinds of flies but only managed one. Just one of them things i think. The leader was more effective so that’s what we did for the rest of the day with the odd flick of the dry with no success.
Kieron below holding a fine brown trout
As we picked our way through all the pocket water and runs we came across, we found that we would only pick one fish out of each pocket and run and no more. The fishing was quite hard and in some parts where you would think you would pick one out it was dead. Hard fishing but great fishing,
There were a few sherry spinners around, a few Blue wing olives and the odd brook dun but it didn’t help with the dry fly fishing so we just kept on plugging away with the nymphs picking a few more trout out. At this time it was getting quit late in the day and we were both running low on energy so we called it a day.
Brook dun below
Just a few more photos of are day below
We will be fishing it again when we have a little rain and the level is a little higher so we can see if it makes any difference on the numbers. All in all a great days fishing and great company and as always i learned a few things off my good mate Kie
A photo of the river when we were leaving below
As i opened my eyes at 6am to find the alarm to throw it at the window, i realised if i did, the taff would have been flowing through my house! The rain was bouncing off the window making hell of racket. So i headed out of the house about 6:30 to head towards the middle of the Taff.. Thinking it was a bad idea.
As i hit the river i set up my two rods, one on the dry and one on the french leader.. On the french leader rod i set a 6 ft leader up about 18 inches between the flies. My plan was to set up with 2 2mm tungsten bead jigs to fish the back ends of the runs, and then work my way to the faster water at the head of the pools altering the weight of the flies.
Managed to take a few fish while i was working my way up, towards the sides of the runs, as the water was going up the fish seemed to have pushed to the edges out of the main flow. Some fish were seen jumping and moving but nothing really as there wasnt a great hatch of flies on.
Slowly moving up river and the conditions getting worse i decided to set the camera up and video myself using the french leader in a place where the river had split from the main flow. Have a look to see how it turned out… Sorry for any bleeps i made but you will see why 🙂
After this fish, the river started to rise and colour up even more so i thought that’s enough for today, so i headed home with the hood up because it was absolutely tamping down.. Its always the same ai, i get days off work and the weather goes to hell 😦
I wasnt out that long but well worth it with well into double fingers to hand, not bad really considering the conditions.
I found myself going back home today to fish the stream that i havent fished in a good while and where i was first shown the noble art of the drowning a worm by my older brother. Much has changed since then and its all fly for me these days.
The weather was not up to much being over cast most of the day with little odd glimpses of the sun breaking through the cloud cover, but what made things a little tricky was the down stream wind that i had to put up with throughout the day.
It’s not the largest of streams, it’s around 6 to 8ft wide at the most but as wild as you can get it. Most of the stream is covered over by bushes and trees but there are a few places that open out in to open fields so the casting becomes much more easy and instead of being on your knees you can straighten the back and cast from the bank in confute.
Before i even set my greys 8ft up on the dry i sat back and just watched the water for a bit just taking in my surroundings and watching the water for any movement. I started watching one part of the stream where there were a few rocks that had slipped in the water from the bank forming a small eddy just off the fast water in a small run. Just after a few minutes i seen a small splashy rise so that was my q to get moving so on with a size 16 hairs ear klink with a white post so i could pick it up on the dark water surface because of the cloud cover and away i went stalking the rise. I got on my knee and made a short cast above where the fish moved and as soon as the fly hit the water a fish took the fly. Grease lightning had nothing on this little fella. The take was just savage and after a few jumps he was in hand and a quick photo and away to sulk. This was the first fish of the day but many followed after. I just love the colours on these little wild trout, just beautiful.
After catching that fish i started to work my way upstream fishing behind every stone i could find, anything which give an eddy, slack spot or bulge of water flicking the fly into every likely looking spot with a few missed takes and a few to hand. I come to a corner that looked a little deeper so i set the klink and dink up with a small 2m gold P.T.N on the point and set the video cam up and shot this short video below
After the short video i managed to catch anther lovely wild brown trout on the nymphs in the same run but after a few more cast i knew that the pool was spooked, so i moved on out looking for the next likely spot to hold anther jem of the stream.
As i made my way up river i come to this spot above in the photo and thought there just has to be something hiding in there 🙂 After a few cast with a few really fast takes from the very small fish, i managed to land anther little Jem. The trout in the stream are not big but that means nothing to me. They hold everything in their beauty. The red spots and little marking and the white tips are just perfect. Its funny when i was young all i wanted to do is catch big fish but the older im getting the more i like to catch the smaller ones 🙂 Funny how things turn around in time.
At this point in the day i was very happy on how it all went and decided to make a move home and see the family before they had to send a search party out.
I hope you all enjoy the post as much as i enjoyed being back there 🙂