As we head for the final countdown until the new wild brown trout season starts - in just 16 days - it's about time to relive the final day of the last season! How could we forgot to document here on Little Trekkers! Traditionally the first and last day of the season are reserved for family fishing. We pick either an old favourite as our location or venture to somewhere totally new, to make those days especially memorable.
The last day of the 2017 season took us to a loch just a few miles north of home, a roadside location often neglected because we associate fishing adventures with more wilderness but on this very day we felt in the mood for finally exploring Loch an Ordain. Famous for the tale of the 'Black dog of Loch an Ordain' - and quite good trout! I won't deny that the last fishing of the year is quite a bitter sweet moment for the boys. The first day is full of anticipation, you get a taste for what the year will bring and you are not in a rush, because you have months of spring and summer stretching in front of you. The last day is the reverse - it suddenly hits you that this is really the last day to hunt for trout in the wild and you will have months of winter and dark days ahead of you. So there is some pressure to make this day a good one, and ideally to catch a fish, so you end on a high note.
When I talk about 'we' I should admit that this year in particular I have firmly adopted the role of photographer, and just enjoy myself reading a book tucked away in the heather. But we call these outings family fishing adventures. So whilst the two anglers hit the loch's edge straight away to make best use of our time I leisurely hung back, ambling through the heather and looking for a good spot to pitch my literary camp.
Soon the boys had found their respective spots, working their way along the shoreline. Corwin is now quite an accomplished angler who can sort his own tangles, and fish independently. No luck sadly and even from a distance I can usually pick up the vibes and the mood. Fortunately Stewart had more luck and soon we heard the 'Fish On' shout from around the corner. Corwin is quite happy to share the joy - as long as he can play some role in helping to net and land a fish. He launched himself across the heather, grabbed the net and was indeed of great help in 'closing the deal'. Me and my camera were not far behind. Success! A wise angler, on the last day of the season, does not push his luck so after a few more casts and admiring the mirror reflections on the loch we concluded the 2017 flyfishing season on high note! And then we started counting the days until the next season ... stay tuned for our first 2018 adventure!
Written by Monika Strell on Tuesday, 27 February 2018.
Posted in Scottish Highlands and Islands