Bloody Baetis
As fly fishers we are always dialed into the weather. Seasonal changes are picked up almost as second nature and as a hatch junkie , I get a strange excitement stirring inside , when almost subconsciously I become aware that the sky starts to lose its summer haze. There’s dew in the morning , a […]
From El Nino to El Nina and the Sweet Bits in Between
On the Highveld our warm season has been a case of famine or feast. Spring didn’t last long as the drought conditions put strain on the streams and the fish. Even our tailwater fishery below the Barrage took strain. One fish that’s not put off by low flows and high temps are carp. They regularly popped […]
Thing 1 & Thing 2…The History of the Plaza Pupa
Ever since I can remember, I’ve been scratching around the streambed, turning over rocks & studying the little bugs clambering around on their undersides. What first prompted me to go in search and identify the bugs found in the underwater nooks & crannies of the stream bottom; I can’t recall. I probably read about this, while […]
Taking the Scenic Route
A Summer’s Escapades Into The Mountain Kingdom Part 4 of 4 Words and photos courtesy of Rex Fey Taking the Scenic Route This year in mid-May I had a long weekend available and I had just met a rabidly enthusiastic fly fisherman who was fit and keen join me on a hike up into Lesotho to catch […]
Stickman on the Orange
Some time ago , I was invited by friends to join in on a float / flyfishing trip down the Orange river , below Augrabies falls. I decided to make it a father-and-son affair and booked my son , Luka (aka Stickman) on the trip as well. With little time to practice his nymphing skills […]
1984 Trout from the Kloofs
Recently Douglas Kretzman shared this post on his blog, No Longer At Ease. Hard to imagine it was 30 years ago! 1984 Trout From the Kloofs Words by Douglas Kretzman I was reminded of this set of photos by a post on Feathers and Fluoro – happy to see the stream is as yet unspoiled. […]
Garrick Thoughts #1: Double the Temptation
So you’ve been stripping your ass off but the damn Garrick are turning short. Especially the bigger ones. And no matter what you rip back over the surface, it just does not seem to produce a take. You’ve even put a sinking fly on and still, no love. This is a scenario that is not uncommon […]
G Route Diaries – Part 8 – Breaking Even
So, I didn’t make it back to Cape Town today. The fishing is totally to blame! After yesterday’s purple patch with the spinning stick, I had had to get back on it. There were bigger fish to be caught. So Dad and I dusted of “The Guppie Tub”, a tiny little Boston Whaler Bass Boat, […]
