Waters & words

Slowing it down

I think I have been moving too fast.

Mtshezana (18 of 30)

In years gone by (in fact right up until this week), I have been the guy moving on up. I glance at a bit of water, metaphorically shake my head, and move on. If a spot is half likely, I might dust it with a few casts, then tell myself I was right about it, and move on. The first cast at a pool or run is the best one, I reason, and each subsequent presentation will have diminishing returns.

Now don’t get me wrong, I still believe there is merit to that approach, but I think that I for one, am at risk of taking it too far.

If I stop a while and think about it, I might just realise that I have been shown up by some of my flyfishing buddies. I might just be a little red faced at having passed up a piece of pocket water, only to have the bloke catch up with me at lunch time, and tell me how many fat Browns he pulled out of just that spot.

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Just this last season, Graeme was fishing a pool on the Mkomazi without result. I was standing behind him getting some photos. The pool looked great, so I hovered behind him for a while, fully expecting him to get something. I really did believe he would. For a while. After about ten or fifteen minutes, I lost that belief. He had put drift after perfect drift over the sweet spot in the pool, as well as every piece of water either side of that, without result. I could not fault his technique, his stealth, or his presentations, but I developed a belief that there must be no fish there. Or perhaps that somehow, through no fault of his, they had spooked.

I put my camera away and moved on to fish my allotted piece above him.

No sooner had I taken the fly from the keeper, and he was whistling for my attention. He was into a great fish. A real beauty.

Mkomazi (42 of 47)

Then on a recent rip to the mountains of the North eastern Cape, I was on the Sterkspruit at Birkhall. I was at a deep run that flowed tight against a cliff in the deep shade, and with a side current that came into that, almost at a right angle, in an even deeper funnel of bubbling water. It seemed the perfect place to try my hand at some euro style nymphing. That is not something I do very often, but I figured I would give it a go. I did. I tried it for a while on both pieces of water, on either side of the gravel bar that I was standing on. The gravel bar, that I soon got to thinking had me standing above and over the trout. I was in the bright sun too. I quickly lost faith in what I was doing. It went against everything I have been taught, everything I know. The fish could see me. I was in front of them, and not behind them. It felt wrong. I figured I would write off any thoughts of catching anything, but that I would use the opportunity to try to perfect the method. To practice. I added weight to the fly and I flicked it again. I concentrated on leading the fly through the run, using clues to guess whether the fly was ahead or behind where my line entered the water.  I lifted the fly, and tried to establish if it was lifting off the bottom in an enticing way or whether perhaps I had it in mid flow, in no-mans land, and was raising it closer to the surface in a futile act.  I practiced, and practiced, and tried again.  And I caught two trout.

Carabas (26 of 35)

I think I have been moving too fast.

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11 responses

  1. I know that I have the same problem. I think I’ve gotten used to fast food and instant gratification and it’s bled over to my fishing. Nice looking water and fish my friend.

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    May 20, 2015 at 4:18 am

    • Thanks Howard. Yes, I think you are right: the fast pace of life spills over doesn’t it! We do have some wonderful mountain streams here, and slowing down to appreciate them more can only be a good thing.

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      May 20, 2015 at 8:52 am

  2. Grand River and beautiful trout, congratulations

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    May 19, 2015 at 2:01 pm

  3. Tony Kietzman

    The most difficult flyfishing skill to master is patience.

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    May 19, 2015 at 9:15 am

    • I think you are right Tony, and all the more when you are not catching!

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      May 20, 2015 at 8:53 am

  4. loydtruss

    Absolute beautiful area you are fishing, only wish we freestone water like that here, colorful spots on those trout. thanks for sharing

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    May 19, 2015 at 1:10 am

    • Thanks Loyd. The amazing thing about these waters is that they are virtually un-fished. We can fish for days and not see another angler. Our Trout are not the biggest, but in every other way we are blessed with world class waters.

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      May 20, 2015 at 8:58 am

  5. I think you’re right about this; in general, many of us angle through too quickly, although there’s also merit in saying that our first few casts on a pool are likely to be more successful than the later ones. I guess it all adds up to how much water we hope to cover in a given period of time, or how fast we want to move along. Nice account!

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    May 18, 2015 at 7:57 pm

    • Thanks Walt. I think the key perhaps lies in stealth. The more stealthy our approach, the longer we should fish a piece of water. If we make a mistake and blunder in, as does happen, then I always advocate moving on. Thanks for stopping by.

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      May 20, 2015 at 9:00 am

  6. Tom Sutcliffe

    Lovely post Andrew. What I have been preaching for zonks!

    All the best and keep up the good work and lovely images.

    All the best

    Tom

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    May 18, 2015 at 7:50 pm

    • Thank you Tom. You have indeed been advocating slowing down for a long time, but I think it cant be said enough. I for one fall back into bad habits, fueled by my insatiable curiosity as to what is around the next bend!
      Thanks for reading.

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      May 20, 2015 at 9:03 am

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