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GREATER LONDON

24 Sunday Oct 2010

Posted by Tony Mair in Greater London

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Accidental Angler, Jack Gartside, Loomis, Moreno Borriero, Wandle Piscators, Wandle Trust, William Tall

I met William Tall during the mayfly season, when we were both invited by Paul Jennings to fish his beat on the Chess.

William is an expert fly fisher, a knowledgeable naturalist with a keen interest in fly life, and stalwart of the Wandle Piscators,  www.wandlepiscators.net

I was fascinated to hear of the work that he and his team have undertaken along with members of the Wandle Trust www.wandletrust.org , on a river which was renowned in the 18th century, as one of the most prolific trout streams in England. Its demise, through the years of the Industrial Revolution is well chronicled, with up to 100 mills in its meagre 9 miles from rising in Carshalton, to entering the Thames at Wandsworth. Its ill treatment by modern man is less well acknowledged, but attempts to improve the water quality and its aquatic wildlife this Millennium, by these two organisations, have been recognised, even if there have been setbacks, plus major chemical pollution in 2007, which killed hundreds (thousands) of fish. Recently, trout have been introduced to the river in an imaginative scheme for school age children – “Trout in the Classroom”, and trout fry have been found upstream near the old  Shipley Mill earlier this year, motivating all involved with thoughts of recovery.

Explaining my ‘mission’ and admitting that in spite of walking his river in winter months searching out likely water, I was finding his river a mystery, William kindly offered to guide me to where he thought I might find success. He, like me, is semi-retired, and was able to dedicate a whole day to wandering and casting.

September 2010 – the Wandle

Kitting up in waders in a superstore car park adjacent to a busy London street was always going to amuse some, and it did! But fortified by William’s reassuring smile, and armed with my new Loomis, off we strode across said street and into Wandle Bank, past the John Brown Partnership factory site and round the old Merton Mill (a flour mill, once owned by Scot, James Perry, owner of the Morning Chronicle, a then 18th century Private Eye, but daily!). William said that brown trout and a sea trout, had recently been taken from the mill run.

A Halfordian, I persisted with a dry for a while, but William knows of few trout caught on the surface, so I switched to a weighted pheasant tail nymph, but to no avail. So we waded on upstream toward Merton High Street, stopping and chatting to interested locals who wanted to talk about pollution, wild life, and who I sensed were relieved to think that fishing suggested their river was more healthy than they thought. We bent double to creep under the road bridge (“hope you don’t mind spiders!” asked William) to cast into the waters where   Charles Rangeley- Wilson was filmed for the ‘Accidental Angler’

The river is alive. Walking to a Merton Abbey pub, we encountered a young angler who had just caught a whopping big gudgeon of five inches ( the British record is five ounces from the Wiltshire’ Nadder), and whose blog, which William had read, recorded his catch of a 5 lb. carp the previous week.

Later we drove to Poulter Park – where we bumped into some coarse anglers, some of whom had, that day, caught trout in this stretch, where some fish in the ‘Trout in the Classroom’ project had been released. We both fished below the inlet from the Water Purification plant to above the weir some one yards downstream, but for no fish.

Odd that the coarse anglers were not trying for trout and caught them, and I was trying for trout, and……!!!?  Maybe I should try trotting some maggots down that stretch?

There followed a short walk and wade toward Goat Mill (where I caught a bleak and a small barbel on the dry earlier this summer), but no fish there today, either!

Days later, William sent me a note, with an attachment. A picture of The Piscator’s Senior Vice President, Theo Pike, with his first trout from Poulter Park….what a tease (?)….I will be back, soonest, and I told William that he would be the first to know.

Later –

Almost two weeks after my day with William, and on a dull grey day, with drizzle in the air, temperatures in the mid teens, Autumn calling, and when I really felt like staying home, but with only three days before the end of the season, I dashed down to Mitcham Common for one last try, and on the Poulter Park stretch. There was a little colour in the water after overnight rains but I took that to be ‘a good thing’. I strode, purposefully, to the weir for a few casts, but I had a plan. It was there first, but for nothing, and then back to the inlet area.

It was 1030am on Tuesday 28th.

I was fishing a weighted pheasant tail nymph, and using my Moreno bamboo rod.

Three casts into the fast water and a take…but it was off!

Was it a trout…who knows, but I was encouraged.

More casts…and still more casts…a longer line and casts further into the quicker stream.

A snag on the back cast…damn!  Release it, quickly, for I am motivated !!

Another, but longer cast still…and …BANG!!…another take.

But this fish is well hooked, and after a strong fight….I have a Greater London brownie in my net.

Two photographs and he is returned to breed and help to rebuild the brood stock on this recovering water.

Some would have fished on. My feelings of accomplishment [‘job done’], or pure joy/relief, but probably gratitude, to this lovely urban stream, and with such a noble history,…said to me – “No, go home”   And I did.

But my first act when back at Tonka Too, was to ‘Blackberry’ William, with – “I told you, you would be the first to know…”

His generous reply was – “Congratulations Tony, That’s a lovely Wandle trout and you are now a member of a pretty select band of fly fishers.  Some of the Wandle Piscators members have been trying for years to catch a Wandle trout on a fly.”

The season is ended. Perhaps this lovely fish is the most memorable of my year.

There are few opportunities to catch a London trout, and with help, I have caught one.

I am truly ‘chuffed’.

And I can’t wait for April next year….I am now off to do some serious plotting.

Post script – there is a lovely article posted on Jack Gartside’s website.www.jackgartside.com/art_christmas_queen.htm . (Whilst sadly gone, his site is being maintained by friends) I went to search out what he had found, just in case. The said moat is now gravelled in, and an enquiry to an English Heritage representative in the Jewel Tower, revealed that the moat disgorged itself into the underground car park, used by Parliamentarians, in Abingdon Street, in the early nineties. Jack would have smiled at that…but the trout were gone!


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BUCKINGHAMSHIRE

23 Saturday Oct 2010

Posted by Tony Mair in Buckinghamshire

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Chess, Paul Jennings, Philip Fleming, Steve Webster, Wandle Piscators, William Tall

My business life took me to Initial Services’ owned Latimer Mews Conference Centre, several times in the nineties, and a busy bee, I could only look and lust at the tiny chalk stream within a couple of well struck four-irons at the bottom of the hill. I could never resist stopping next to the road bridge on its approach to look over its walls and wonder.

The web reveals so much but not without endeavour. The fishery nearby offered no access; a Google Map search (satellite page) showed Chenies Manor House whose gardens are open to the public, but were not when I emailed them asking whether they knew how I might access the river which was at least adjacent to their property if not a part of it.

Joy on joy…Susan Brock put me in touch with a certain Paul Jennings who “would help me”, and how !?

May 2010 – the CHESS

Paul, clearly most generous by nature, quickly grasped where I was going, and our first conversation by phone (me in the car park of the famous pub, the Talbot in Ripley) suggested kindred spirits, and he also seeks to fish as much of the UK as I wish to, and is actively seeking new but chosen clubs to join. There was no hesitation, rather, “come quickly…the hawthorns drive our trout mad!”

I was in Lincoln (where I had just added the Great Eau to my list) when a text message came through asking whether “tomorrow could work?” Well, it was to be on my way home, so the dye was cast, and at 3pm the next day I arrived and parked next to a Volvo where our companion fisher was waiting, too – William Tall, a founder of the Wandle Piscators ! (strike two, maybe….an expert on a greater London legendary stream which has known better times, but who better to advise me where chances are best!)

When Paul arrived, he did so at the same time as his chum, Steve Webster, who I now know is one of the three “owners” of one mile of this pristine chalk stream. Steve “guided” me before grandchild-sitting responsibility took him away. In that interim, I must have failed to impress Steve with my casting ability, losing several of his flies…they were, he claimed “infallibles”, but when I did land them on the water they were ignored by every fish I was casting to, and I had to remind myself that fishing is a pastime and not a competitive sport, but this was hard for a competitive animal when I saw William upstream and already into good fish !

But it must have been Steve’s (negative) influence, for when he had to leave for his ‘baby sitting’ duties, and Paul came back downstream for a chat, that things changed. A rise, a cast, and a missed fish, albeit to the ‘infallible’, and then my first fish, and a second…and just above a groin we both saw a fish move. Casting to him was obviously going to be difficult, because the rush of water through the middle of the construction left little chance for a reasonable presentation. But…the ‘fella’ was feeding, and in the short moment before the drag would kill any prospect of a take…he did. WW3 broke out…he went angrily upstream, then turned and rushed downstream through the middle of the angled groin and into flowing water which made the tussle more interesting. But net him we did, and he turned out to be a super fish of 2lb+ and whilst there were several more that evening, to catch a wild fish of that beauty was so memorable, and in such a special river *.

But in fact, I think some seven came to the net that day, and William, a marvellous angler probably had more…but who’s counting? But this is one…

Our session finished, as all should, with a canter to the Red Lion in Chenies, and a couple of pints of good ale….and a promise that we would meet again, and probably on the banks of the Wandle. I will make sure that happens.

* it is claimed that rainbows breed in only two rivers in Britain….the Derbyshire’ Wye, and the Chess.   Some  say, it is more. We saw none in the Chess that day!

I have corresponded with Paul since, because I established, that he had planned to visit Slovenia, just a week or so before me, and with Kevin Smith, too, so I asked for his thoughts, and tips, to help our attempts to find some marble trout. He is an  Oil Man, and in the post BP’ Gulf disaster period, rumours abound about consolidation opportunities on BP’s collapsed share price. Added to that, his own company has a serious stake in a North Sea investment with Premier Oil, another holder, and a new find has propelled their business into territory where his presence as Commercial Director, required that he ‘do some work’.

I will let him know how to catch marble trout, in due course!!

Post script [1]

Paul is, and I repeat, “most generous”. He invited me to fish again before the end of the season. I met an industry pal of his, Philip Fleming, and was able to describe to him what to expect with all the knowledge of one visit!

His river in September is a different place, though. In-river weed growth had narrowed the fishable stream to less than 2/3rds what it was in May, and less than half in some runs. Where were the fish? The weather on that day was changeable, and the clouds built and drizzle descended for a short time, and afterwards temperatures fell, and winds increased.

The only rising fish were grayling, and we both caught some. The more self respecting browns were keeping to themselves under the expansive trailing fronds, and thinking procreation, probably.

Post script [2]

Conservationists, Paul and Steve are striving to improve what they respect.

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