Spring fishing masterclass at Hembre Gard, 7 – 11 June 2017
We all met up on the 7th at Hembre, to be greeted by our hosts, Aksel and Beate, (with her wonderful waffles,) and Christer and Hajas, our professors for the next few days of fishing and classes. I really want to thank you for all your efforts in making the days run smoothly, and chef Lotta for making my waders leak. (Maybe this was that extra slice of Beate’s cheesecake, like the straw that broke the camel in the bible.)
There was a definite improvement on 2016 that we all ate together, which improved camaraderie, and I wish to thank our Norwegian friends for taking everything in English. Much respect, and I hope I didn’t teach you too many new words.
We had the conditions we wanted, +/- 100 cubix and <10 celcius, so the class was very apt this year. We also had fish in the river, and I needed to dig on my reserves of excuses for not adding to the catch record. Mainly, I just want others to catch first, so it’s all your fault. Well done Stuart for saving our embarrassment, and for landing a new personal best. Personally, I think that beautiful fish was 25lbs all day long. It was great that we got there to see it. It made the lost fish at the bridge, and the lost phone so much easier to bear.
I was a little overwhelmed that Christer asked for my assurances in his lecture, as my knowledge is a division or 2 below his, but it was good that I had remembered the fundamentals of his techniques for seeking out the big ones from last year. Now I just have to put it into practice. Air mend, release slack, rod tip high and move down the pool. In some ways, I feel we could have discussed rods and lines some more, as well as weight of flies and turbo discs etc to achieve the depth, (but to be fair to the Loop ProTeam, they did not spend too long trying to over promote their equipment, which I think is a good thing.)
My eyes are still struggling with the UV. It’s a subject I have heard about before, and I do buy into it to a degree. To be continued. But the UV glue, now there is something truly miraculous. Maybe we should have tried it on the hooks, to attract the salmon, and then help keep them there.
We fished hard, and were rewarded with plenty of contacts, but for some reason, the fish kept falling off. I even tried Loop hooks! This would be an interesting Masterclass subject, but somehow I doubt it would have made much difference…it’s salmon fishing, not salmon catching.
I really want to thank my fishing buddies. Espen, Ole, Jorgen, Angus, Stuart and Richard. We managed to fish in peace without an organized rotation, and good humour all round. My sprint with Hajas having just arrived on the bridge pier in the middle of the river to help Jorgen will remain in my memory with me for some time. It’s probably a good thing I didn’t know about Espens canoes, as I may have tried something really stupid to free his line from the rock. Richard has the sight of the 2 moose swimming across the pool embedded in his mind. You don’t see these things unless you are on the river. Piscator non solum piscatur.
Until the next cast, it could be the one.