Monday, 30 September 2013

the madness of king saunders


From left to right
The destroyer – mcfluffchucker (me) – andy “pandy” saunders

Ok so you know me you know the destroyer through my ranting on here or mabey you have seen him at work in the Glasgow angling center (hope you took him a doughnut) but saunders well let me tell you he really is completely bonkers im taking padded cell here folks, my self and conan absolutely gushed tears everyday he was here I mean the guy was even sleeping in a bed with a little princess duvet cover completely bonkers.

But don’t let that fool you he is an amazing fly tier of trout type flies in fact his work has been featured in angling magazines on these shores and is quite stunning , so much so he made it onto the deercreek pro team which is really how this trip came up .

Andy and conan hatched a plan for him to come up fishing for a few days and during that time he wanted to catch his first ever pike on the fly and a bass or saltwater species and well me and the destroyer were happy to help out ,

The first day

I had a look at the weather and it seamed piking would be the first option so we headed out to my local where although it could be hard at times I was quietly confident that I could get trout boy his first fish, so with a bit of guidance on how to fish the subbug I soon had him casting confidently.

He managed to hit a few fish and have them on for a few seconds before losing them, so after a little pep talk on how to strike and where he was going wrong he soon banged into his first ever pike .

Of course with somebody who’s not caught them before I think its always better to chin them or net them for the person and show how to do it properly and point out the very sharp teeth which you really don’t want to be sticking your fingers anywhere near 

A very pleased nut case with his first ever pike

(a childhood dream full field)

When I was a youngster growing up on the banks of the river tweed throwing my own somewhat strange variations of classic patterns at trout in the river after school, there was a magical place called loch leven that was pretty much the Shangri-La of trout fishing and id always dreamed about making the 2 hour or so trip to go there , but it was always just that a dream for one reason or the other .

So when the opportunity came up with mr saunders being up here and wanting to fish for trout a plan was hatched and a childhood dream would be fulfilled 

“Securely located on Castle Island in Loch Leven, Lochleven Castle had an important role in Scotland's history for over three hundred years. Yet it is perhaps best remembered as Mary Queen of Scots' prison from June 1567 to May 1568, and the place where she was forced to abdicate in favour of her infant son James VI on 24 July 1567.”

Imagine this as your backdrop while fishing how stunning

On with the freak show 

So we pulled into the carpark and there was a few other guys already there setting up and they grace us more than a passing glace as we got out the car (are you surprised) and as I walked around to the otherside of the car to get my gear I spotted a 6 month old pork scratching on the drivers side the destroyer is really the muckiest person I know you know the week before he had accused me of whiffing a bit after a day afloat (quite possibly) but the following week he owned up to the fact that actually it proberbly wasn’t me after all as he had spilt some milk in the car the week before and it was that making the smell ……………cheers pal 

 So with the mental patient secured in the middle off the boat so either one of us could grab him if he decided to get out the boat and have a wade around , I mean why else would he be wearing a waist coat ?

Andy actually turned himself into a human compass and told us which way to head what he failed to actually realise was that we used that pot for having a wee on the boat oh well guess he knows know why we were laughing at him 

Loch leven is a large body of water so I was glad to have a couple of trout guys to show me the ropes on where and how to fish as trout fishing has become a very alien thing to me these days with the amount of pike fly fishing I do 

We tried a lot of different tactics but it wasn’t to be my loch leven brown trout eluded me , infact out of the dozen boats on the water that day there was only 2 fish caught so bloody tough but hey I wont hold it against the trout experts we all have our off days I mean saunders even had an indicator on with a blob at one point absolutely shocking behaviour and the actions of truly a mad person to do this on such a hallowed brown trout water ……………..still had a great day with the pro bros though and we look forward to seeing his royal nutjob saunders back again soon pleasure to fish with ya pal

Back on the esox next week though stay tuned

(a cave in scotland) 

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