September Sedge-fun
Michael Olesen’s September Sedge-fun On the road, heading towards Jutland, the stream is already on my mind. Is there shelter behind the trees? Should I
I set off to fish and came home with a bird. It doesn’t happen that often, but that’s how it was last Monday when Steen arrived at the parking lot and threw a hunting trophy on the roof of my car. It was a wood cock from Kaj Kirkeby, which I had actually completely forgotten that he promised me. The evening was still young when we decided to go fishing. We chatted and fished our way through the bends of the river, and of course, we shared the fish between us, as gentlemen do…
I set off to fish and came home with a bird. It doesn’t happen that often, but that’s how it was last Monday when Steen arrived at the parking lot and threw a hunting trophy on the roof of my car. It was a wood cock from Kaj Kirkeby, which I had actually completely forgotten that he promised me. The evening was still young when we decided to go fishing. We chatted and fished our way through the bends of the river, and of course, we shared the fish between us, as gentlemen do. The casual conversation continued until it got serious when the sun was setting. A school of graylings took the flies as if possessed, and there were some really nice fish among them. I was overcome by a genuine fishing stress, partly because I couldn’t see my fly on the water, but also because the tall grass around me simply moved to catch my fly π Thus, the fishing ended abruptly with a lost fly and a torn leader, at a time when it unfortunately was too dark to do anything about it. However, Steen and I found it easy to agree to wash down the evening’s events with 2 x 1 of the blue ones from Refsvindinge Brewery π»π
In the following days, I pondered a bit. I was not entirely satisfied with myself; the code was not completely cracked with the grayling in the late evening hours. I had some unfinished bussiness that needed to be pursued, and therefore, I had to go to the river again last Wednesday. I had, as mentioned, pondered and analyzed to the nineth degree. I felt agile (read adaptable) and ready for various spent spinners and mayfly nymphs, etc. But as we known, no two days are the same. Last Wednesday was an incredibly good hatching day, with many blue-winged olives and quite a few dusky yellow streaks. Nothing was like last Monday, and therefore, a new code had to be cracked. The evening’s fly hit was a BWO dun, slightly oversized (14), with a slightly too high, dense, and dark gray CDC wing. But that’s exactly the charm of fly fishing. You can always count on not being able to count on anything. Tight lines and good luck ππππ
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