With Beardy Paul travelling to Wales, we had organized a cease over at my place and, in fact, made a while to go fishing. I took him as much as my native reservoir, Farmoor, which was once his native earlier than he moved all the way down to Kent.
The climate had been fairly sizzling and humid not too long ago, so we determined to get a ship. Simply our luck actually that on the day, whereas it was good and cloudy, the wind was blowing a gale. We acquired there round noon and shortly motored all the way down to the south finish of F2, the place we’d be a sheltered a bit from the worst of the wind. We determined to hook as much as a buoy whereas we had a chew of lunch and watched the water. There was a bit motion on high with trout wanting like they had been fry bashing. We each tackled up with floaters and fry imitations. I had a floating fry on level, with a pearly pheasant tail nymph on the center dropper and a claret diawl on the highest dropper.
I had a couple of early splashes on the floating fry however usually Beardy Paul was first to catch; he’d put a suspender minkie on level and was stripping it via the water. He’d had a couple of follows earlier than lastly hooking and netting an honest Farmoor rainbow. His second adopted not lengthy after to the identical fly. The trout that had been feeding appeared pre-occupied with fry and wished it popped alongside the floor. I struggled on with a mixture on nymphs and a fry imitation on level however they weren’t desirous about something underneath the floor.
The motion died off later within the afternoon so we tried a couple of drifts with the drogue. It was fairly tough going to be sincere; the drifts began off okay within the sheltered water however as quickly as we reached the total power of the wind, we had been motoring fairly shortly, even with the drogue. I picked up a small rainbow with a black hopper booby however we quickly determined to get again out of the wind for the final hour or so.
We hooked onto one other buoy. Beardy Paul instantly picked up one other trout with a peach/pink lure (bit like an quaint child doll). I made a decision to strive some dry fly techniques with a buzzer on the dropper and managed to choose up one other trout on a claret buzzer. We endured with some dry fly choices until the sunshine pale however with no luck.
So, tough situations however we managed to convey 5 to the boat over the afternoon, which isn’t too unhealthy within the depths of August. The trout, when feeding, appeared principally desirous about fry and undoubtedly wished to chase one thing stripped throughout the highest.