Category: Dry Fly

Terrible effort on the salmon today. I got sidetracked by a hatch of Mayfly on a swollen and dirty River Ribble. On reflection I must still be in my trout phase because I couldn’t resist rising fish even though the conditions weren’t ideal for trout and probably more suitable for an early salmon.

Last minute Sunday session on the Ribble, in the river by 5pm and fishing till i couldn’t see the fly. I went hunting for more dry fly fish on a gin clear and low river. Still lots of that slimy weed about, the river needs a big flush out soon. Freezing cold as the sun…

I went to that special place again high up on the Ribble. With an early dart from work I was down the river for a touch of dry fly and a cheeky pork pie by 5ish. The trout weren’t massive but they were super tricky to get close enough to trick on dries in such…

This one is simple. Slice of high grade Bakewell on the bank at 8am followed by more spooky trout on a low river. The comedy kicked in for the last fish. Stalked a rising fish for over an hour. It was tucked into the far bank under trees. I’m thinking monster brown trout, sneaky bugger…