Our week has been taken up with casting practice for this weekend’s World Championships in Millom, Cumbria. By the time this FP is posted we should be on our way up north, no doubt stuck in a traffic jam on the M6 somewhere. I’m not sure either of us is going to be that competitive (given our poor form in practice) however we’re both looking forward to a great weekend, hooking up with a lot of old friends and getting to meet some we know through Facebook etc. for the first time.
I am truly looking forward to go to the World Championship in Fly Casting TOMORROW. Fair to say I should have trained my distance casting during the last days (better weeks). But then again NOTHING beats fishing! So I went fishing this morning again... ;)
I managed to fish down the Everglades mangals a few times over the last couple weeks. I had not been fishing there for a while. I was hoping that time will sooth the situation that Hurricane Irma left us. It is hard to see much improvement yet. The water is still very tannin stained and full of algae, but there are some fish playmates willing to have some fun.
It's not like the water in the brackish ‘glades was crystal clear to start with. The water usually carried some or a lot of tannins depending on the time of year, but sighting fish cruising along in the shallows used to be possible. Not now. It looks like it will take some time for things to settle out. The good news is some fish have habits that allow them to still be targeted.
It's the final preparations for the World Championships in Fly Casting which will be held in Millom, Cumbria next weekend, events starting Friday. Everyone will be busy doing their final tune-ups to their casting, organising their tackle and mentally preparing themselves. I'm really looking forward to this event, hopefully it will be the fairest event weather-wise and I have of course been making sacrifices to the Wind God for the past week. I've been donating bits of colourful fluff mostly, leaving some in trees, and various parts of the casting field. So I'm expecting a good wind, but also have been preparing for a bad wind, because history has taught me to do this!
The roar of the river alone commands respect.
The churning white water - powerful enough to carve a canyon through solid basalt.
We came without flyrods to enjoy the sun, and the river.
When the first fish flew from the churning foam, it surprised us.
Then, one after another, they amazed, shocked, entertained, and humbled us with their wildness, power, grace, and determination.
Their devotion to the cause is so absolute that some die trying to make it home - beaten, battered, and dashed on the rocks.
But, wild and powerful like the river they ascend, many make it over.
Some make it look so easy it defies belief.
For over the past thirteen years of visiting and fishing in Asia a dream of mine was to catch a native giant snakehead ,a black and white coloured one if possible. Every attempt I made was foiled by weather and overfishing by locals. That’s my best excuse and I”m sticking to it. Lucky for me I managed to land my dream fish the other week, though things have changed and my focus and obsession has changed .
Last week Per from Sweden and Neil from London came to fish Skålestrømmen. They had picked a very good week. It was sunny and warm for he most time. The hatches were OK and the fishing very good too. Despite all the warm weather, Skålestrømmen stayed cool and the fish were active and very fit. It was not easy to keep them on once hooked.
Neil (he is also on the board) was very creative and really explored each and every corner of the area. Very inspiring to watch such dedicated fisherman. He tried everything he knew and also gave new methods a try. Per was game, but had a different approach. Both caught good fish and had great time.
During the day we tied flies, discussed the previous nights fishing and planned the next adventure.
I really missed the two when they had to leave after a very busy week.
Something that Paul wrote in a FP a while back has stuck with me; it was along the lines of “the fishing now is as good as it’s ever going to be”. I took this to mean that it’s all downhill from here, things will only ever get worse, and the pessimist in me tends to agree.
According to many researchers, over 99% of all the plant and animal species that have ever lived on Earth have gone extinct. This is perhaps not too surprising given the ~3.8 billion year history of life on earth, although for much of that time this consisted of simple single cell organisms (the primordial soup), with more complex lifeforms only evolving a mere 600 million years ago (if you’re religious please ignore this and replace with a creationist story where 6000 years ago your god farted out the universe containing this planet, complete with a fossil record as a bit of a jape to test you).
The Fly Casting World Championship 2018 will take place in the UK next week. The best fly casters from all over the world will battle in both single handed and double handed fly casting from Friday to Sunday.
A friend recently recommended a book to me that turned out to be a rather enjoyable read. The book is “How we got to now” by Steven Johnson. It is a book that, in layman’s terms, describes the path followed by associated inventions or discoveries and how they led up to the wonderful technological world we live in today.
Some chapters deal with things like how learning to melt sand into glass, and the shaping of the glass into lenses brought us into today’s world of reading glasses, microscopes, and telescopes which pretty much allows us the understanding of the universe as we now understand it. Other chapters explain how the invention of artificial light, through candles, whale oil, gaslight and the electric light has completely changed how and how much we humans now sleep and therefore accomplish so much more with each 24 hour day. The idea of disinfection of our water and our hands before performing such acts as assisting in childbirth or performing medical operations, and idea we take for simply obvious today, was not realized until very late, and it made a huge impact on our mortality. It is a fun book.
I don't think that there will be many readers here who are unaware, that in less than two weeks the World Flycasting Championships will be held in Sunny Cumbria, England. This will be the fifth such event and the fifth that I have attended. I really go to try to win the 5WT (Trout Distance) event, but haven't done so yet. I've been in three finals and missed the other final by 1/2 metre. Basically almost everything that can go wrong, I have done, apart from falling in (I was thrown in after the last event - so maybe that counts?).
The previous championship gave me my best result - a Bronze. However the original Sexyloops logo is Gold, not Bronze, and that's the one I want. Unfortunately all the finals have been disrupted by winds favouring some casters more than others, and between me and you, if there is a God of Wind then I have done something seriously wrong in the past to upset him. I am not denying his existence any longer and so to Him I say, "Wind God, you are the greatest God of them all, I love your summer zephyrs, I love your Tornadoes and Hurricanes, Your Strength and Majesty knows no bounds. Please give me a fucking good (or at least fair) wind this time. Thanks dude!"
As everywhere else the hot summer weather let us not only sweat... the water level in many small streams is that low that the local fishing clubs had to start rescue actions and fish with electricity to save the few left fish in the small pools and bring them to bigger rivers or deeper pools. Many local clubs even "closed" the river not only for fishing even for swimming. But not even the big rivers are a safe home for fish, the rising temperatures are only 1-2 degrees away from what we had in 2003 when the half population of swiss grayling died. The good thing about the "fish-situation" is that television, radio and print media found some "food" and write about every day. So people start to realize in what bad situation our water is and even 2 of our nuclear power station have to reduce their production because they heat the river water to much. So we're looking forward to rain and maybe it's a chance to get some chance in the future...
Let's assume that the summer weather actually allowed for more and better fishing than it currently does. If that were the case, and you chose to fish the salt for any predatory species along the coasts of Scandinavia, sprat is a very important prey. Right now huge schools of mackerel feast on sprat, and so do sea trout, cod, garfish etc.
I am happy to announce that I am starting a guiding business. The business will be located at Skålestrømmen in Norway. The place is really special and offers fantastic fishing for trout and arctic char.
The accessibility is phenomenal and a myriad of possibilities is concentrated in one area of around 5km length. You want to do lake fishing from a boat, fine. You wanted to wade a flats with loads of fish rising to caddis and mayflies? No problem. Pocketwater and fast rapid anyone? Fish from the bank? Long casts or tenkara style? Pull a streamer through deep holes? You name it and you can switch in between these types of fishing without even having to get into a car.
During the day you can tie your own flies with my help. You do not even need to bring your own tying kit.
Boat rental is included in the price as well as food and accommodation. It is also allowed to bring your catch to the kitchen and have it prepared. Cooking and dining is done family stile.
And if you do not feel like fishing and just hang out you have the best view right from the porch over a huge, grassy flat with a rich bird life. You can also watch the beaver do his business as well as observe moose.
The hut is surrounded by birch a birch forest ideal for hammocking. We have Lawson and AMOK for rent.
Those fancying a hike in the mountains find plenty opportunity in the area close by.
Access is easiest via Trondheim Airport and then taking the train to Grong. We pick you up there. The drive from Grong to the hut is around 2 hours and offers a stunningly beautiful scenery.
The 2019 season is from the first week in July to September 15th. However, we are open for bookings this year too. Just send me a mail on firstname.lastname@example.org. Special startup rates apply.
Cheers and skit fiske,
Unfortunately the Game Fair casting competitions last weekend were severely affected by the weather, which was incredibly unlucky given the several weeks’ worth of glorious summer prior to the event (and the return to fine conditions after it). The Thursday afternoon set-up was actually in beautiful sunshine, perhaps a little on the warm side for some of the manual labour tasks that needed doing, but no one was complaining. However, once a bit of casting practice got underway in the evening it was obvious that the wind direction was going to become an issue with it blowing into the right-side of the casters arm and, ominously, with a forecast for it to get much stronger.
On Friday morning, with the competitions due to start, we made the decision to combine the two casting platforms we were allocated into a single longer one. We could then set the measuring rope in towards the bank thus giving the casters a chance at missing themselves (we couldn’t really expect entries into the daily competitions to cast off-the-shoulder or back-cast). This worked to some extent although there didn’t seem to be much enthusiasm amongst the public for having a go (greatly exacerbated by the very limited passing footfall for the area where the casting was located).
Let's keep this short: It doesn't matter!