Sunday 27 October 2019

A look back at August



I've always felt that August can be quite a dour month on the Faughan. 

Traditionally, the main grilse run arrived in July. Fresh fish would enter the river in dribs and drabs during August but most of the fish in the pools would have been in the river from July, have seen all manner of flies, spinners and worms in that time and just seemed to switch off. They didn't show much and they seemed to be very difficult to tempt. Yes, you always caught fish in August but you just had to work slightly harder for them. 

My first visit to the river in August was not until the 4th of the month. I went out on the Sunday evening and, as usual, went downstream from my house to the two pools I seem to fish most. I had fished through both of them with no success and sat down on the bank to change the fly. 

A Thunderstorm just appearing over the trees
Just as I sat down I thought I'd heard something in the distance. "Is that thunder?", I thought. I took my phone out and checked the rain radar on the netweather website. There was heavy rain around. I then clicked the lightning button and there was quite a thunderstorm not far away.  I wouldn't say that I was afraid of lightning but common sense would suggest that highly conductive carbon fibre and highly electrical discharges should be kept as far apart as possible. I think I may have set some sort of record time for the distance between that part pool and my house.


The rain from this didn't put too much water in the river but kept it topped up on the Monday. There were more heavy showers on the Tuesday and the river was rising again and colouring. I didn't bother fishing. 

We hadn't a bad day here on the 7th, the Wednesday of that week. However, there was heavy showers further east that must have been hitting our headwaters. I was at the river on the Wednesday evening and had fished through the first pool and was making my way down the second when a fish showed in the stream. Then another in the tail and another in the pool. Were these fish on the move?  I had just hit the 'danger zone' when I felt that old familiar and very special feeling of the line being drawn from the hand as a salmon heads back to the depths with your fly! Yes, fish on!!! 

The fish went deep with the fly and I got it turned and got it coming upstream towards me. It came onto the surface and I could see it was a nice grilse around 5lb in weight. I had the fish directly opposite me. I felt it was time to get the net ready. I got the net off my back, got it loosened and just as frame of the net flipped over and locked into place, the fly flew past my ear. Another one lost!!! 

There I was, cursing my luck, while fishing the pool on through. I was nearing the tail when the line went again! I'd another one on. "This is sure to get off too...", I thought as I was getting line onto the reel.  It was on long enough for me to think about getting the net ready again. It was still on this time as the net entered the water and I managed to scoop it! At last!!! It was a smaller grilse around 3lb in weight but it was more than welcome!!! When I came back to my crossing point, the river had risen almost a foot. Those fish must have started to move as the fresh water began to hit.

A nice little grilse that had taken a small Calvin's Shrimp
I then went into the stream closest to my house and began fishing it down. If I'm on the right bank, I'll fish the first part of the stream from that bank and then cross to the left bank about half way down which was the case that evening. I got to the spot where I usually cross and started making my way to the left bank only to feel that dreaded feeling that all anglers dread. The cold, wet feeling of water running down your inside leg! Hole in the waders!!! I must have caught it on the wire the night of the lightning. There's always something to annoy you!

Well there's your problem!

A few running repairs
The level of the river was rising and falling almost on a daily basis from then and was rising again on Sunday, 11th August, but it wasn't all that dirty. It got up to 2ft or slightly higher. 

In the higher water, the pools upstream from me fish better. I entered my first pool of the day which had a lovely draw through it from the height and force if the water. I had big flies on. I hadn't had too many casts when I got a 'pull, pull' take. The line actually moved twice from my hand. Once again, lifting the line into nothing. 

I then went down to the next pool and had fished it right through to the tail. Casting to the far bank, the line was working round beautifully when the line tightened again. This time when I lifted I felt weight. At last I'd finally hooked one! Or so I thought.  I was winding line as fast as I could, still felling the bend in the rod. Then I looked up! The tip of the rod had caught on a tree, there was no pressure on the line and the fish had already spat the hooks. My losing streak continued!

I came home again disgusted at my run of luck. It was only 1pm at this stage. I went back to the river that evening and got another 2 heavy draws on the line without hooking anything! What do I have to do to end this run? I've been in contact with 20+ fish and have landed just two. I don't ever remember a season like it!!!

A Willy Gunn Waddington getting a dip on the Sunday
I didn't get to the river on Monday evening and it was later on Tuesday evening when I managed to get rushed down.  I wasn't quite finished fishing the first pool when a guy appeared on the bank. "Any good?", he shouted to which I just shook my head. He then said, "... There's someone else coming...", looking up the field. I thought to myself, "I'll not be hanging around tonight then. " I let the fly swing till I reached the end of the stream and wound in. I asked the guy if there was anyone, "... Down below...", and he said there two others. No point in me heading down that way then. I'll go home just.  As I was heading upstream again I had a change of heart. Maybe I'd give the pools further up a throw. I was just passing below the house when I saw someone else coming down the field. I was going over rants in my head about buses arriving and such things when I noticed he wasn't carrying a rod. It was one of the bailiffs.  A quick chat and a check of my details and he was happy enough and carried on downstream and I carried on upstream.

I had just got into the streamy part of the neck of the pool and I could hear sheep bleating. I didn't pay much heed as there was a field full of them on the opposite bank.  I was just taking the fly off the rod ring to start fishing when I glanced over my shoulder to see if there was anyone coming behind me when I saw something in the shallow water above me sitting about 2 to 3 foot out of the water. "Is that a bag?", I thought. It didn't really look like a bag. Then I heard the bleating again. It turned out to be a sheep. How it got so far into the river I do not know but it was standing on its hind legs and looked like it couldn't get grip on its front legs which were straight out in front of it. It was closer to the far bank than the bank it should have been on.

So, I had to abandon the rod and try to get this thing out of the water. Having worked with sheep in my life, I knew they were heavy brutes to start with. But one that had been lying in the river for god knows how long??? It was heavy! Very Heavy!!!

I tried to stand it on its feet but it was too weak. It was exhausted from all the time it had been in the river. Nothing else for it, I had the slipe it.  So there was me, own my own, trying to slipe, god knows what weight of an animal, out of the Faughan. With the weight and the slippy stones, it was a real struggle. After a while, I got it close enough to the bank that I could lay its head out of the water while most of the body was still in it. I had to sit down. I was wrecked. After 5 minutes or so, I gave it one more heave-ho and got it clear of the water onto the bank. I don't know if it survived or recovered as I haven't been up that way since.

I gave the neck of the pool I had intended to fish a very quick throw but left soon after. I was exhausted and could barely make it up the field myself. I came into the house and lay down on the sofa for half an hour before hitting the shower and getting a change of clothes. Thankfully evenings like that at the river don't happen too often. 

I fished the Thursday and Friday evenings of that week and didn't see a fish never mind touch, hook or get any. There was heavy rain overnight on the Thursday night and into the early hours of the Friday morning and the river went up again. That Friday evening, the river was in perfect order. However, the fish were not interested.

Lovely water but no fish
There were more torrential downpours on the Saturday. I was away shooting clays and the intensity of the showers when they started was unreal. Standing in bright sunshine one minute and the next you couldn't hear yourself speak in the Clubhouse with the noise of the rain on the roof. Intense shower after shower after shower. I didn't even look at the river on Saturday evening. It had to rise again. I didn't bother fishing on the Sunday either.

Dirty water on the Sunday morning after the torrential downpours in the Saturday

The showers kept coming on Monday. Not with the intensity of Saturday but quite heavy at times. I had intended getting to the river during the day but I didn't get to the evening. The river looked a good height when I was crossing. When I went upstream and was getting into the neck of the first pool for the evening, the water looked to be colouring again.  Sure enough. When I entered the second pool, it was fast becoming worm only water. I'd give this pool a run through though. I thought I'd remove the polyleader and try to fish the fly as close to the surface as possible to create a silhouette. Talk about overthinking!

I was nearing the tail of the pool when the line seemed to slow up, then started to be taken slowly from my hand. I lifted into nothing once again. What have I to do to even hook a fish???

I fished most days that week but other than the odd touch and half hearted pull there was very little to report.

On the Friday evening, I had my tea early and headed off to the river.  The river was quite low again after a drier period, or at least fewer showers anyway.  I decided I would head upstream and try those pools.  I had one quick run through the pools but didn't see or touch anything.  I was making my way downstream and was coming to the first decent pool below the house.  This used to be my favourite pool on the river but it just hasn't fished the same in low water since the big flood of 2017.  I wasn't in the best of form and was just basically out at the river rather than sitting in the house. My losing streak was knocking the stuffing out of me.

As I was approaching the pool, I was thinking, "...is there any point even trying that?", "That place is finished". Then I thought, "Well there's no point walking past it".  I went into the neck of the pool, which you don't have to wade as you can cast from the stone bank.  Third cast square across the pool and I was into a fish! I was more than shocked.  It was a small grilse of not much more than 3lb but, my goodness, it was more than appreciated.  More than welcomed. Such a relief.

A small grilse of around 3lb. I was glad to finally land one.
I didn't fish that much between then and the end of the month.  I was shooting again on the Saturday, had a lazy day on the Sunday and had other things to do during the following week.

I had managed to land another 2 for the month and had touched, hooked and lost so many more.  The frustration continued.

We had a really horrible day here on Friday 30th August.  I was helping out with setting up traps for a charity clay shoot at my club.  The waterproofs got tested that day.  They failed.  We had so much rain that the lane to the club got washed away.  Needless to say the river rose again. But, what water we had on Sunday 1st September!

Wednesday 16 October 2019

Keeping everything in proportion


There's a question that I get asked a lot when I'm at the river fishing. I'd be fishing in some stream or pool when another fly angler appears on the bank. "Any good?", is usually the first question.  My answer to that really depends on the mood I'm in on the day.  "Nah!", would be my normal response, even if I've hooked fish some days. Sometimes though, I will say that I'd hooked one, or got one, or touched a couple.  You can forecast the next question you'll be asked. "What size are you fishing?".

My response to this is to just say the size of the hook I'm using.  This seems to finish the conversation too so the person asking the question must be satisfied with the answer.  Does this answer the question though?

For a start, there is no standard for hook sizes.  A size 8 in one brand can be a very different size and shape to a size 8 in another brand.  There are low water hooks, heavy hooks, short shanked, long shanked, etc.  It will say size 8 on the packet but all of these hooks will be very different in overall size.

Then there are the different styles of fly.  A hairwing fly like a Stoat's Tail or Editor will be very different in overall size in the water to a long tailed fly like a Cascade or even an Irish Shrimp fly.  These latter flies will be almost twice the length of the Editor for example.

Everyone has their own preferences and opinions when it comes to tying their own flies.  As for flies for actually fishing with, there really is no wrong way to tie a fly.  If there's a hook in the water with some sort of materials on it, it runs as much chance of hooking a salmon than a masterpiece tied by some celebrity fly tier on the internet.  From a fly tying viewpoint though, there are some simple steps you can take to improve the overall look of your flies.

There has been a great increase in the number of long tailed salmon flies being used in recent years.  This is to be expected with the success of the long tailed shrimp flies of Ally Gowans, with his Ally's and Cascade shrimps.  The success of those two flies alone have seen so many variants of those patterns and other patterns which have become successful since.

The Cascade is arguably the most used, so therefore most successful pattern, used today.  It is one of the most attempted patterns by fly tiers too.  Looking at so many attempts over the years, it would seem that the tail of these long tailed flies is almost overlooked.  In my own mind and general overthinking, the tail of these flies is vitally important.

In my head, when I picture a fly swinging round in the current, reacting to the different pressures of the water currents, the tail plays a big part in what attracts a salmon to your fly.  You can try this yourself by holding a fly in the water and moving it from left to right. Does the tail have nice 'wavey' action?  Does it move gently in the currents?  If not, why not?

Is the tail too short? Too heavily dressed? It might have movement but maybe it's too long? 
Too long of a tail can have another issue too. A few years ago, I went through a spell of getting really aggressive takes when fishing.  I would be out fishing, the fly swinging round in the current, I'd get a take that "...nearly took the rod out of my hand...", I'd lift into the take and there would be nothing there.  I suspected that the fish had taken the tail of the fly, which was too far away from the hooks, and never came close to being hooked.  So, how could I tie a tail that was long enough to have movement but not too long that the ends were too far away from the hooks?  It may not have anything to do with the tails mind you.  The season just passed, I don't believe I've ever 'touched' as many fish without hooking them.  That is part of fishing but by tying a more uniform tail, perhaps we can make these instances fewer and farther between.

I started looking at longtail flies online and reading different bits and pieces.  I just can't remember where I read it, it may have been on the Salmon Fishing Forum online, but someone had posted a step by step in pictures of tying a fly and one wee detail stood out.  To most people, they wouldn't have taken a second look at one wee line of text in a very picture oriented thread.  "Make the tail twice the length of the hook shank". It was a real lightbulb moment for me.  Of course, hooks are all different lengths, even within stated sizes in different brands.  Use the hook to gauge the length of the tail.  So, so simple. Why hadn't I thought of that?

I started doing that and have stuck with it ever since.  It just makes things so much easier when it comes to tying different sizes of the same fly. No longer do I have a size 12 Cascade with a size 6 tail.

I first tied this longtail fly a couple of years ago.  It was for a Tie of the Month Competition on the Salmon Fishing Forum.  It was a longtail fly tied using the colours of the famous Scottish hairwing pattern, the Willy Gunn.

This is in no way an "I'm right and you're wrong" blog post.  If anyone wants to take onboard what I say then great.  If people want to stick to their own preferences, that is what fly tying is about.  If it helps a beginner then I'll be over the moon!

So, put a hook in the vice.  This is a Partridge Nordic Down Eye Double in size 6.  Easier to photograph rather using a smaller hook.


Start winding on your tying thread, a few millimeters down the shank from the eye of the hook.  This clear section of hook will allow me to form a neater head.


I'll tie in my tag material at this point


Now wind the thread back towards the bends on the hook


Now wind on three turns of the tinsel in forward, touching turns and secure with three turns of thread.  Cut the tinsel roughly the same length as the area of the hook covered in thread.  Leaving the ends of the tag tinsel in this way helps to form a nicer, level, body when it comes to adding a tinsel or floss body.





We are now ready to add the tail.  I had thought about just tying in a bunch of bucktail here and carrying on with the step by step.  I then thought it might be useful to some to show how I make my tails.  So here goes.  Feel free to jump on down the page for the continuation of the step by step.


This pattern uses bucktail.  Just like the Cascade and Ally's Shrimp flies mentioned previously. Bucktail is a relatively cheap material but you can pay higher prices for 'premium' bucktail. There is nothing fancy here. Two veniards bucktails, yellow and orange, bought in local tackle shops in the past and a black one from Bann Valley.  They were all roughly the same price.


Now cut out a bunch of bucktail from each one.


This is where I get more than a bit pedantic.  The whole lot could be mixed together here but I go a wee bit over the top.  One thing that I don't like about many longtail flies I see in various places is the different lengths of the tips of the fibres.  I personally like to see as close to nicely lined up tips as possible.

The three different bucktails above have very different fibres so I'll line up the tips of each bunch individually.  To do this, I use small pots.  You can buy purpose made hair stackers for this job but any pot or tub will do the same job.  I've even used empty shotgun cartridges in the past.


Work the materials into the tub by gently pushing them in with the palm of your hand. Tap the tup on the desk.  Shake the tub from side to side.  Keep doing these things until you feel the tips are as lined up as possible with the bottom of the tub.

Ends at different heights should mean tip lined up at the bottom of the tub
Remove each coloured bucktail from the tubs.

A few longer fibres but these can be removed by hand
So, now you should have three sets of bucktail fibres all roughly the same length


These are three quite large bunches.  Half of this material would do.  I will now separate them out in smaller bunches.


Bunch one of these sets together.  You can bunch the other set together too if you wish or keep the colours separated to one side.


Back into the mixing pot with this bunch.  The smaller bunches are easier to mix than one large bunch.


After some more shaking and tapping, you should have a nicely mixed and lined up set of bucktail fibres.  By keeping the bunches separate in the previous step, you can add more of each colour to the mix if you wish.  More yellow for spring, more orange for coloured water or more black to tone the whole thing down.  I've actually added more black above.


Not too bad for length overall.  I'll now pull the shorter fibres up by hand to make them roughly the same length as the rest or sometimes pull them out of the bunch altogether if they are misshapen.  We are now ready to tie the material onto the hook.  Or are we?


There still seems to be a lot of material here.  Tying in a bunch of bucktail that is too heavy just completely kills the movement of these types of fly. I think I can half this bunch again.  Less is more on these flies in my opinion.  If you want a heavier dressed fly, go ahead and tie in the bunch at this point.


Two nice sized bunches from the one big bunch above.


I'll use this one for my tail.

This is now probably the most important part of a longtail fly for me.  Getting a decent length tail but not having it too long or too short.  As I said earlier, hooks are all different shapes and sizes so use the hook to gauge the materials to be used.  Keep the materials in proportion to the hook.  Here is how I do this.


Line up the materials along the shank of the hook.  Holding the materials just behind the eye, or even to the front of the eye if you want a tail slightly longer, line the tips of fibres roughly with the bends of the hook.  That is 'once' the length of the hook.


Now hold the fibres at the point where they are being held in the previous picture and bring this point to somewhere between the points the hook and the bends on the hook.


You now have a tail that is roughly twice the length of the hook shank.  I will tie my tail in at the point I'm holding the materials at above


You can now cut off the waste material.  I'll cut these at roughly the same length of the hook shank that is covered with thread.  This will help to keep the body flat.


A couple of strands of Krystal Flash


And then my ribbing material


Wind the thread forward now in touching turns


You should now have a nice flat base to put the body material on.  You can add a tinsel or floss body here.  I'll use flat gold.


This is the tinsel which is silver on one side and gold on the other.  Tie it in with the siver side facing you.  It turns over onto the gold side much easier I find.


Wind the tinsel right down to the tail


And then wind it forward again.  This helps to cover any bits missed on the first pass and also helps to even out the tinsel if the thread isn't completely flat.

Now wind on your rib and you are ready to add the wing.


This is the same black bucktail that I cut the material from for the tail.  I has already been in the stacking pot before this picture was taken. Again, nice level tips.  I don't really want my wing coming any further than the bends of the hook.  Line them up and tie them in.


A couple of strands of Krystal Flash and trim off all the waste material.


We are now ready to add our hackles.  There are three on this pattern which are tied in as one.


Hackles are another area that should be proportioned to the hook.  Line up your hackle with the hook.  If the tips of the hackles will be past the bend of the hook then they are too long.  If they are shorter the points of the hooks they are probably too short and won't have much movement in the water.  Ideally, the hackle should be between 1mm in front of the hook points to the barbs of the hooks.

The three hackles that will form this fly. It is vitally important that you double the hackles here.  It leaves things so much easier.

I'll take another step away from the Step By Step here to give some idea of how I double my hackles.  I've used the same yellow hen hackles as used in this step by step.  If you are going to tey this method, try it first with a larger hackle.  You may find it easier to hold and the longer fibres may fold easier for you.  With a bit of practice, you will be able to double any type of hackle.  It is fiddly to begin with but is well worth it if you persevere.

Start by pulling the hackle fibres downwards.




Now place hold the stalk of the hackle with the last three fingers of your left hand, leaving the thumb and forefinger free


Now turn your hand down so that you can hold the tip of the feather with the forefinger and thumb of the right hand


You can now use the thumb and forefinger of the left hand to stroke the fibers back onto each other.  Pulling the fibres back towards your left hand as you do so.


Keep going as far down the feather as you can


This will give a good basis for a folded hackle. 



When you tie the hackle onto the hook by the tip of the feather.  Give the fibres a stroke backwards before each wind of the hackle.  It will make such a difference to your tying.

So, First double the yellow hackle.  Then the orange.  Put the yellow hackle inside the 'V' of the orange hackle.


Now put these two inside the black hackle and tie them onto the hook as one hackle.


 After stroking the hackle fibres back, give one turn of the three hackles and secure with three turns of thread.


Now separate out the hackles again.


I want to darken this fly so I'll give another turn of black on its own.  Secure in and cut off the rest of the hackles


A couple of Jungle Cock eyes


And a drop of varnish to secure.



And there you have the Willy Gunn Longtail.

These proportions are transferable to other patterns of flies.  Keep the hackles of all flies just in front of the hook points but never longer than the barbs.  I also keep the wings of my Flamethrowers twice the length of the hook.  The tails of Irish Shrimps I don't like to be any longer than one and a half times the length of the hook shank.  By following these proportions, you run a better chance of keeping your flies to the stated size. i.e. A size 12 cascade will be a lot smaller and shorter overall than a size 8 or 6.

As I've said previously, these are the proportions that I tie too and everyone will have their own preferences.  No one is right or wrong.  Just enjoy your tying.  That us what it is all about for me.