Calm before the holiday storm……

Twas the week before Christmas and all was still calm, the birds tweet for real and the sun warms the grass, the poet’s inspired by the tranquility of the day, drinking his coffee and scratching his (head for inspiration).

I can’t being to describe how beautiful a morning it is in Adaminaby. Even though I know it’s only a few hours from being an oven down here, the dog’s walked, fed and asleep, the cat’s given up his morning owner attacks and now just watches the World go by, and its 45 minutes until my first tele-meeting – and I caught fish last night. And of course this all changes on Boxing Day when the town’s population trebles overnight. Good for the economy, not so good for the nerves.

When I set off from Canberra yesterday afternoon the Pajero was laden with who knows what. Stuff, for two weeks, and the animals. Unloading is always easy with a fishing trip at the other end even if it all ended up in two disorganised piles. One in the house and one in the boat shed. I can sort that out later but the evening rise waits for no man.

I didn’t get to Yens Bay until 8ish but it looked grand. A light northerly put the ripple 10 metres or so offshore and it was still warm enough not to put a coat on.  Briggsy found a smaller dog to tear around with for 10 minutes while I sorted out my leader and chose flies and then I was into it.

Dragon flies dotted the water with their tales laying a steady stream of microscopic eggs; midges hatched off but not enough to ball-up; caddis moths spun around in small clouds; xmas beetles plopped noisily on the water; small brown beetles seemed to emerge from everywhere; and the odd bogong moth flapped and spun furiously trying to avoid a watery grave. It was a smorgasbord for trout, no doubt.  But, whatever was feeding the fish they weren’t much interested in the food on the surface, they were down a few feet.

Of course trout will always take the easiest food, it’s in their interest to feed efficiently and it was pretty clear that the sheer volume of activity sub surface was keeping them there in preference to the top of the water.  I fished a stick caddis and a small black nymph and soon had a few plucks with an ultra slow retrieve. As dark came on, after 8.30, a few fish came to the surface and I landed 3 and missed as many. I watched a sipping midge feeder take a Christmas beetle and then a few seconds later, just a short distance away one of two bogongs disappeared in a slurp. I waited for the other one to go down but it was still there ten minutes later as I left in pursuit of another riser 50 metres down the bank. The point is, the fish weren’t fussy about their diet last night, there were plenty of them, and they were in top condition.  The light was failing as I took an iPhone snap (without flash) – but you get the idea – fat-santa-belly rainbows.

A couple of little snippets from town. Col has finally got his sign up at the Adaminaby Angler – and it’s really cool – and Briggsy the dog likes it too – in the picture for scale.

And the Big Trout is still in her spawning colours; putting the “rainbow” back after the renovations requires scaffolding, time, and the right temperature, so maybe February. Wouldn’t be good to have her all covered up when the hordes arrive for their annual break.

If I don’t write again before Xmas have a safe and happy festive season. If you’re driving be nice to other drivers even if they’re not nice to you. Better late than never!

Tight tippets and don’t be strangers – pop in any time, there’s plenty of fishing to do.

(P.s. Caddigat lakes have been well stocked for the break! And I mean well stocked.)


Fly Fishing and Accommodation in Adaminaby