I sat in the sun, uncomfortable amongst poking sticks. A few carp, maybe five, were feeding hard stirring up a mud cloud below my perch on the high bank; but instead of casting I was trying to untangle my fly line from a mesh of twigs. These things can test one’s patience, but the fish were big enough to work hard for. Fly line freed I flicked a Bloody Squirmy up-current and watched it settle near the feeding fish. A youngster rushed to the fly and although I was after the older, wiser carp in the gang, I would’ve been satisfied with any at that stage.
It slowed down when it got to the fake worm and then it bolted off and with it all the others. “What…” I was confused. A fly that’s been deadly for nearly three years now was turned down and by a naïve juvenile! I lifted my favourite Berg River carp fly out of the water and took a good look at it. “Nothing wrong there” I thought and reeled the line in. I left the pool feeling defeated, defeated at something that was once really straight-forward, in fact almost a given. I hadn’t blanked on the Berg for a very long time and on that day my fly got turned down by the dozen.
I got home and sat down behind the vice with nothing in mind. Empty headed I opened my carp box and looked through it. I glanced over tiny, sparse Zulu’s and modified Woolly Worms with ZAK bodies, flies that were once the mielies, before I discovered rubber for worm imitations. That sparked an obvious idea; “What about a combo fly?”
The fly that shaped with that thought looked great. It had the best of both, a ZAK-like body, but with natural CDC instead of hackle and a lekker red rubber worm tail. Instead of a hot orange bead, I weighted it lightly with a small black tungsten bead. Convinced that it would catch fish, I filled a row in my box with these for the next trip.
Having had a bad experience with carp on a previous outing, Garth Nieuwenhuis was hungry for more and we agreed to meet at my place for a Berg outing the next weekend. New water is something we’re always looking out for and instead of the usual Paarl centre we headed way down town, beyond the Paarl industrial area and found a place where the bergies were buzzing around us like tsetse flies.
There were carp, big, fat ones, but not many. Although not present in abundance, it was still a good time to try out the ‘new’ pattern. I stalked three different fish from the steep banks and all three ate the fly, but I hooked and landed only two of them.
Chuffed with the new addition to my cyprinid fly box I took it for a strip at the Paarl cemetery, a stretch in central town where the fish can be extremely spooky. This time I presented the fly to four fish and landed three of them. One was a really nice specimen just cruising the middle of the pool and it ate the fly at pace, not something I’ve seen often.
How to tie the ZAK body:
Tie in two strands of stripped peacock herl, one normal strand of peacock herl, a natural cdc feather (strip the fibres off one side of the feather) and a strand of crystal flash – these materials should be twisted into a noodle to shape the body, instead of the standard vinyl ribbed body of the improved Bloody Squirmy.