I was fishing with prospective new member Mel Mitchell. The wind, as normal, was swirling but mainly from the north west, moderate but strong at times and our drogue was used throughout the day. We started at the end of the bay just below the farm, adjusting constantly to drift into the corner at Kirk bridge.
Reasonable conditions, but no sign of anything rising. Eventually, at around 11 a.m., I started hooking fish on a tequila booby and a green holo Diawl Bach, with most of them being close in. The line was a fast glass. The quality of the fish was fantastic, with the first couple around 4 to 4 1/2 lb and by the time I had caught the last of 6 fish the size had increased to over 7 lbs!
It was a difficult day, Mel only hooking one fish which for an instance was on and off. Unfortunately by mid afternoon things had dried up and we didn’t hook any further fish.
Bill confirmed that the fishing had been extremely difficult, due to the unsettled weather conditions.
The club’s 10 rods caught a total of 21 fish .
Further input from Keith Logan…
Not a lot to success to report from boat 6, despite the best efforts of Steve and myself. We were in all the right places, just at the wrong times and for the second week running struggled to find the answers. Steve stayed in the upper layers for most of the session and went through a couple of fly boxes looking for the magic ingredients. I changed lines a lot, from mid-glass right through to Di-3 sweep, thinking it was about finding the right depth. This was fine but we could not locate the trout. I had a couple of follows and swirls. Remarkably, the only fish netted was an absolute beauty on a 15 ft ghost tip to a static FAB with my head deep in my sandwich box. Lucky to have saved my rod mid-flight with a pretty angry fish on the end 😂. Steve got smashed right at the death – typical. KL.