Bank Holiday Fishing & The Best Office In The World
It’s been a fantastic Easter/May Bank Holiday break, albeit, the majority of which I’ve spent ‘working’. My regular ‘office’ has happily been replaced by that of the banks of the rivers Usk and Taff with guided trips and casting lessons, and yet I still have a few more fantastic lessons booked before my return to the world of air-conditioning, the constant thrum of servers and uninterrupted power supplies, and Windows Server management. It’s safe to say that I’ll be clinging on to my last day of annual leave with white knuckles. It’s been fantastic, and I can honestly say I’ve never had so much fun.
In between this ‘work’, I’ve also managed to get out to do a little personal fishing and, adding in the fact that I got to spend some much needed time with my better-half over the last week, this week is tipped to be ‘Top Week of the Year’.
After Friday’s guided trip, myself and Rob got together on the River Taff on Saturday morning. Rob’s recently joined GAIA as an Associate Member, and is looking to develop his casting and teaching skills. A great casting lesson ensued for an hour or so, with Rob being the type of guy who learns quickly and eagerly, and who’ll be a real benefit to the Association and to angling as whole.
Fishing saw a relaxed momentum throughout the rest of the day, and even with the high sun, very warm temps, and low river levels, our spirits boomed all day long. A low number of fish were caught, but just being out in the sun, with shirt sleeves rolled up and standing knee deep in rustling water with a fly rod in hand, it was hard remembering the frustration I felt back in January when everything was covered in snow and the Trout Season seemed light-years out of grasp.
Sunday morning saw the added bonus of a rare fishing trip with Dad, this time seeing us return to the River Usk. It’s rare that we get to fish together these days, usually thanks to work commitments, but the times we manage to get out are always memorable and a great way of catching up.
Strangely enough, the beat we fished was the very one on which I guided Simon and Peter on last Friday and, although conditions were practically identical, there seemed to be a large number of big fish moving throughout the morning (although we didn’t manage to catch many). Levels are so low though, and we’re in desperate need of a good down pour.
Still, these trips don’t take place nearly as often as I’d like, so we made the most of it. A number of inspections to our flies by the trouty inhabitants before the morning ended with two quality fish to hand measuring 16″ and 20″ respectively.
Tomorrow, I’ll be out again with more students looking to improve their casting and fishing techniques; can it get any better than this?