I was fishing semi final of Scottish National this week, practice on Wednesday and match on Thursday. Another semi was held on Tuesday and the Lake of Menteith was fishing rock hard because of the heat. The sudden warm spell had heated the waster by around 4 degrees in a day and put the fish off feeding.
So Wednesday as expected was extremely tough and I managed a single fish whilst my boat partner blanked. The day was successful in learning what didn't work............
Thursday morning, the lake was as pretty as a picture
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after the usual briefing on rules we set out. My boat partner had the engine so he could dictate where we went. In reality, most times its a concensus and we agreed we would fish a bay where the water was deep, reaching depths of 50 feet plus and it was likely the fish would seek out the colder depths. Around 10.30 my boat partner landed a fish fishing a di 5 and booby combination. I changed to a similar set up and very quickly hit a fish that fought really well. I was not a little disappointed to discover it was a bloody pike of around 3lb doing a very good impersonation of a rainbow trout in the way it fought. Hey ho.
Around 11.30 I hit another fish which turned out to be a bit of a lump which gave me a few heart stopping moments as I tried to net it too quickly. Still, safely landed and we were both up and running in the competition. In these semis, normally the top 20 or so anglers qualify from a field of 50. On the Tuesday, one descent sized fish was enough to go through to the final so we thought maybe a couple would be enough.
It got increasingly and uncomfortably hot with no cloud cover at all. We had seen other boats pick up fish but it looked like it was getting harder and harder. By 3.30 and nothing more, decision made to change tactics to deep fished buzzers. I had tried this with a 12 foot midge tip in the morning with no effect but with a 20 foot leader and 12 feet of sinking line, I might have been fishing just too deep. My point fly could have been as deep as 20 feet plus. So on went a floating line and 20 foot leader to target depths between 15-20 feet. A heavy size 8 buzzer on the point to take a team of three down quickly.
Almost immediately, this worked. The trick is to retrieve line at exactly the pace of the drifting boat so as to present the flies completely static. As I got to the end of the first cast, with the tip of the line no more than 10 feet from the boat I nearly had my shoulder dislocated by the thump of a rainbow hitting the buzzer at speed.
20 minutes later my boat partner had one as using the same method. Then with just half an hour to go I picked up a third, like the second it took a buzzer at about 18feet down.
That was that.
After a socially distanced and masked weigh in, the results are announced in the car park. I was delighted to have qualified in a field of 45 for the final in September. Really good day with great company both days.
I will have fun over the next week or so replaying this triumph to my far more talented, international fishing buddies who failed to qualify. ;-)