The following day I headed back to Lough Lene for a day out with my good friend and I.T.F.F.A. Spring Team Captain Aiden Rush. We have fished together for many years and we often fish together on different lakes around the country
but Lough Lene is one of his favourites as it is mine.
I started on the washing line while Aiden fished the dries. It was colder and windier than the day before. It just didn’t look good, there was absolutely no fly on the water at
all. Aiden rose a few and got a couple on dries early out of the blue , i also managed one on the washing line.
Looking out across the lake, the wind blew hard and the coldness started to get into our bones, but out there in the biting
wind there were birds feeding, swifts darting this way and that, picking off any flys in their path as they worked up against the wind. I reeled in and headed across to the birds. Whilst deploying the drogue behind the boat I noticed a duck fly hatch. Ten
or so casts later my rod went solid and I had a fish on the buzzer pupae at last. Aiden also switched to straight lining buzzers, 20 minutes later I lost another fish and felt another, Aiden never had so much as a touch. It was freezing out there in the open
lake , there was no comfort in the wind. We watched and waited but we could not see any more fly hatch, so we retired for lunch.
For April it was very cold and with the wind picking up all the time, it felt a lot colder, We both were shaking
as we cradled our mugs of hot coffee. My god I have fished on the coldest days in winter, frozen lakes etc, but the wind chill factor was something to behold that day.
We headed back to the calmness of the cut and caught a few more fish
on dries, we also caught a few more fish as we worked our way along the shoreline to the wigwams and onto the point . Here we found mire feeding fish with some nice fat rainbows among the catch and Aiden caught a surprise brown trout. As
the area was getting a bit congested and with just a few fly left on the waterwe headed towards the lee of the biggest Island on the lake. There we found clouds of fly in the tress and more on the water, it is amazing how nature adapts to conditions and survives.
There had not been many nice days in the last week and yet here were thousands of duck fly, what I would of given to of been out on the lake when the fly hatched. And it is also amazing how the birds had flown thousands of miles to be here, at the exact
time every year to feed on the Duckfly. If the fly does not hatch, the birds could die, as there is not much else for them to feed on. But the fly always hatches, we might not be there to see it, but it hatches no matter what the weather is. Nature is
Again the fish were picky as they were the day before, out of the blue I hooked a fish that stripped line from my reel in seconds and made the fly reel overrun, I held on for dear life but the rod was a bit to powerful
and the fish and I departed company. I reckon the JMC rod I was using the day before would of cushioned the run so I could deal with the over run on my reel, I think its also time to change my reels after many years of service.
It was a
great couple of days on the lake, difficult fishing to say the least, but the best buzzer fishing has to come yet, the Grey Boy. I hope this cold weather does not continue and we get to enjoy the cream of the fishing on Lough Lene,
also like to wish the very best of Luck to Aiden and his team as they fish the I.T.F.F.A. International on Grafham in May. If you would like information on how to qualify for the Youth Team, Senior River Or Senior Lake team please get in contact with me.
I think I will take a week off from fishing next week , but I have another blog on its way that may be of Interest. Take care and tight lines