Contributed by John Garner (18.09.2006)
I spent Sunday afternoon on the river again.; There wasn't a great deal of surface activity so I decided to hedge my bets and, underneath the old faithful Klink, I fished a small nymph on a New Zealand dropper.
The first two fish that I contacted both took the nymph (and both managed to slip the hook before they could be introduced to the landing net).; Fish number three was slightly different.; About 8 inches long, this one took the Klink.; However, as I stood in the river and unhooked it I dropped my flies in the water as I released it.; This one was obviously pretty hungry.; Not satisfied with the Klink, it also took the nymph and the process started again.; When I released it for the second time I made sure the flies were out of the water.; Does this count as one or two?
50 yards further upstream I managed to lose yet another fish to the nymph and this and a last minute refusal to the Klink made me decide to abandon the NZ dropper idea.
A bit later I spotted two fish working the margins in barely 6 inches of water.;; A size 16 black Klink style fly, coupled with commando tactics and the longest cast that I've made for a long time was the undoing of one of them.; At 14 inches this one gave a good account of itself, looked as fit as they make 'em, and cruised away as if nothing had happened when returned.
My catch return has two fish on it - I haven't got the cheek to call it three.