If you read my blog regularly ( and why would you not?) you may recall I visited a small trout fishery not 15 minutes from here, about 2 months ago, on the road to Kilsyth, called Cloybank.
On that ocassion two of the three ponds were drained down for maintenance and though I had the place to myself, and could see the fish in the gin clear water, getting one to stick to a hook was altogether a tougher proposition. I think I landed just one rainbow and lost a couple more.
I decided today to head back there, after getting a few messages done in the morning and though I considered heading back to the river for more Grayling fishing, I think in hindsight now, I made the right decision just going to a wee fishery as what seemed like a fairly pleasant day here, was actually pretty blustery getting on for quite wild at times not ten minutes away.
Ecstasy
There were a couple of anglers there when I arrived and one caught two fish as I was tackling up and the owner came down literally as I had cast my first line and I heard the guy say he had five fish at that point. He was soon into a sixth, fishing a yellow “Ecstacy Blob” under a bung.
I was fishing the middle pond on my 5#rod and had a rather more conventional set up of Bullet on point, a flashback Diawl Bach with a mobile tail on
Minutes later I was in again, on the Hares Ear. By the end of my first
Top Water and Top of the Water
It took me maybe ten minutes but I was soon into number five. All the fish put up massive fights on the way to the net. I had noticed the water seemed much clearer here and a few fish were swirling on top….with five on the sheet, I fancied a go on the dries. I was talking to the other angler on this top pond and he seemed surprised I would give it a go, but I offered him my nymph as it was clearly working. He took it and I put on a fairly large black Shuttlecock.
Almost first cast a fish rose at the fly, then next cast I had a take, but alas it got off as I brought it in. Not to worry, I had the fun part – the take, out the fish. I soon had another on, on the
I persevered with the dries and saw a fish rise to my fly once, but left it in place
Wild Dancer
By now it was pretty wild, and I never caught sight of a fish, nor touched one. I was alone by now everyone eklse having left or retreated from the wind. I changed to a Yellow Dancer on an Intermediate line but this still had nothing so for the last half hour or so I went back to the middle pond one last time and i the bottom end of the middle pond had number seven on the Dancer. Light was fading and it was pretty gloomy and wild as I returned to the car with a big smile on my face. Good fun.



