West Lakes Saturday 20th Dec
Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 10:29 amSo after having a sick day Thursday due to my arthritis but feeling a 110% Friday .I was walking around work Friday thinking it was my day for destiny at the lake today.
I started wading the Lake at 6.45am and the first fly I tried was what jas called the bulldog fly.My first spot was not proving very fruitful and a move was in order .And as I started to wind in my line horror of horrors my fly reel came off the rod and fell in the drink.Not a good omen but a sign of things to come.
Getting everything back in order and under way again .I had decided to give this fly a good work out .But other than very small Bream looking at it nothing was happening.
Then deciding to let the strong wind do more of the casting work I headed further and further out towards the centre of the lake.At one cast about a metre further over a small bait fish jumped .Nothing on that cast then I cast to roughly that spot.And I changed my retrieve I counted 3 and gave 3 sharp strips and wham bam I am on(my heart said school mulloway my head thought ST) .A very short run and fly spit and 1 lost fish.So 1 hour after tying that fly on I had my first hit .A lot of work but I felt that fish.So four more casts and I could not resist the urge to change to a green fly.
As those who have fly fished with me know I have this awful habit of dropping the fly into the water and having a little play.and what happens when I do this fish attack.Well almost a bream around 30cms about two arms lengths away went for the strike on my fly but saw me and swam off.Then the smallest bream u can think of took the fly I was holding the line and could feel it pull line but it was off .
So I walked along and cast some more and once again small fish appear and follow and no takes .
Deciding that the killer green was not going to work today i swapped over for a similar fly to the bulldog.But with a barbie pink head and a fowl cast first off with flyline caught on the rod tip .So standing there trying to jiggle the line off the rod the fly was going a hundred miles an hour in the water and you guessed it tiny Bream on and lost in no time .
So I decided to work my way back to the car and try near the rock wall at the end of the beach .With only small fish following and the water in my waders getting higher and colder I decided to head home at 9am.
Not a success but I saw fish today and that first take will stay with me until I manage to land a fish again.
cheers
Mick
I started wading the Lake at 6.45am and the first fly I tried was what jas called the bulldog fly.My first spot was not proving very fruitful and a move was in order .And as I started to wind in my line horror of horrors my fly reel came off the rod and fell in the drink.Not a good omen but a sign of things to come.
Getting everything back in order and under way again .I had decided to give this fly a good work out .But other than very small Bream looking at it nothing was happening.
Then deciding to let the strong wind do more of the casting work I headed further and further out towards the centre of the lake.At one cast about a metre further over a small bait fish jumped .Nothing on that cast then I cast to roughly that spot.And I changed my retrieve I counted 3 and gave 3 sharp strips and wham bam I am on(my heart said school mulloway my head thought ST) .A very short run and fly spit and 1 lost fish.So 1 hour after tying that fly on I had my first hit .A lot of work but I felt that fish.So four more casts and I could not resist the urge to change to a green fly.
As those who have fly fished with me know I have this awful habit of dropping the fly into the water and having a little play.and what happens when I do this fish attack.Well almost a bream around 30cms about two arms lengths away went for the strike on my fly but saw me and swam off.Then the smallest bream u can think of took the fly I was holding the line and could feel it pull line but it was off .
So I walked along and cast some more and once again small fish appear and follow and no takes .
Deciding that the killer green was not going to work today i swapped over for a similar fly to the bulldog.But with a barbie pink head and a fowl cast first off with flyline caught on the rod tip .So standing there trying to jiggle the line off the rod the fly was going a hundred miles an hour in the water and you guessed it tiny Bream on and lost in no time .
So I decided to work my way back to the car and try near the rock wall at the end of the beach .With only small fish following and the water in my waders getting higher and colder I decided to head home at 9am.
Not a success but I saw fish today and that first take will stay with me until I manage to land a fish again.
cheers
Mick
maybe you need to ditch the white and just use red and blue...in fact have you thought of making them in each of the SANFL club colours and seeing which one catches most 
