The final evening was devoid of promise.
After five days of near perfect fishing conditions we could hardly
complain that the afternoon of our last day had deteriorated into
a howling northerly and streaked grey sky. Far to the west, light
rain was beginning to veil the peaks. We did not need a barometer
to know that the air pressure was falling and that a cold front would
hit some time during the night.
The towering forest slopes on the
north shore of the lake offered the best chance of shelter, although
even with a mountain at our backs we were not beyond the gale's reach.
Black spinners, the solitary cause of a handful of smallish rises,
were periodically banished to the boulders by prying fingers of wind.
Lindsay valiantly persisted with the
spinner feeders. For me, it was a case of going through the motions.
The conditions offered little inspiration, and less was promised later
with the sheets of rain inching forward. My fishing was all but ritualistic.
Tomorrow, before light, we would be heading home-I did not want to
spend my last few hours by the cabin fire.
We were not surprised when the evening
lull failed to eventuate. The spinners had departed and the caddis
did not fly out to replace them as they had done on previous evenings.
The offshore rainbows that had sporadically worked the windfall vanished
as well.
"Well, we know where the spinner feeders were concentrated,"
said Lindsay, "so maybe we can pick a few up after sunset, fishing
blind." I thought this optimistic logic at best.
The sun had long disappeared behind
the tier to the west, the wind shrieked away as usual, and not a fish
could be seen in the last vestiges of light. For want of a better
option, I joined Lindsay and we hobbled over the rocks to where the
spinner feeders had worked earlier.
Black
Muddler
Hook:
TMC 9300, #8
Thread:
Black
Tail:
Black wool tag
Body:
Black yarn
Rib:
Silver wire
Wing:
Crow
Head &
Collar: Dyed black deer
hair |
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Craig's
Nightime
Hook:
TMC 700, #6-10
Thread:
Black
Tail:
Red wool
Body:
Black chenille
Rib:
Silver wire
Wing:
Blue pukeko breast feathers (or sub)
Topping:
Yellow cock hackle
Beard:
Black cock hackle |
I had just finished an unhurried knot
connecting a Craigs Night-time to my leader when I heard it. Silence.
For the first time in hours, the wind had died-at least at lake level.
With surprising speed a mirror of calm water replaced the ripple and
chop, reflecting the muffled half moon. What caused this abrupt lull
I can't say, but with it came a renewed sense of purpose in our fishing.
The cold that had gathered with the wind lost its edge and in the
pale light, moths and caddis could be glimpsed above the water.
It isn't an exaggeration to say that
I anticipated the first swirl even before I heard it. Among the apparitions
of reflected clouds and forest, I imagined the faint, spreading rings.
There it was again-another, closer disturbance, probably the same
fish. I led it with the Craigs, allowing the fly to settle for a second
or two before beginning a slow strip retrieve. Third strip, and YANK!
The fly was hit savagely, but for some reason the fish did not stay
connected. My lifting of the rod followed through to become a backcast
and the fly was delivered once again to the patch of water still shimmering
from the strike. There was not the chance for a single strip before
the fly was whacked once more. This time the hook bit. For all my
subsequent care in playing the first trout I had hooked in hours,
the torch light eventually revealed the Craigs buried firmly in the
scissors of the 1.2 kilo brown, with no chance of coming loose.
While I was playing the first trout,
others arrived. Distracting swirls and clipping sounds seemed all
around me. Having landed my fish, I wasted no time in tracking a new
victim. The Craigs was bumped, then bumped again. No hook-up though.
Caught up in the sudden excitement after hours of nothing, I forced
myself to slow down and evaluate the situation.
The whole aura of the night had changed
by the minute. From bleak, to awakening, to alive. While the first
trout to hunt inshore may have been on the lookout for anything food-like,
now an ever-increasing number of moths chased the reflected moonlight
to their doom, and caddis by the hundred laid their eggs. The disturbances
of the trout were no longer ambiguous in their form, but clearly rises.
It was time to try a surface fly.
The downtime required to replace the
Craigs with a Black Muddler was worth it. The next trout I cast to
engulfed the fly, as did the one after. Even when the chill wind began
to return and the rises disappeared, a couple of lingering trout hit
the fly cast blind.
We ambled back towards the car engaged
in the cheerful banter that you only hear between anglers that have
enjoyed some success. As we packed the rods away into their tubes,
Lindsay looked back towards the lake, once again cut by the prefrontal
northerly.
"Night fishing saves the day
again!" he exclaimed with unintentional irony, "All is forgiven!"
THE
TROUT'S PERSPECTIVE
Those new to fly fishing, still struggling with the concept that a
big trout will find then bother to eat a tiny little fly, are floored
by the very idea of fly fishing at night. Looking down onto the expanse
of a dark river or lake on a moonless night, it seems absurd to suggest
that a virtually scentless artificial fly could be located by a fish.
However, consider night fishing from
the trout's perspective rather than the angler's. To begin with, a
trout's eyes absorb three times more light than ours, and whereas
anglers are always looking down at night, trout are frequently looking
up. Hold your hand above your head and it will be clearly silhouetted
against the night sky even on the blackest night. Then imagine the
available light multiplied by three. Add to this the acute ability
of trout to detect vibrations through the water, and suddenly fly
fishing at night begins to make more sense.
On top of all this, there are some
very good reasons why trout should be actively hunting (and therefore
catchable) at night. Darkness offers concealment from predators, increasing
the confidence of prowling trout to venture widely, and attack vigorously.
Some major trout-prey organisms are most active at night-mudeyes,
yabbies, crickets and moths for example. Additionally, prey that may
be on an even footing by day can suddenly find itself at a disadvantage
when night gives trout a visual edge. Lower water temperatures offer
further advantage for night-feeding fish during summer. No wonder
so many large trout become almost exclusively nocturnal!
Black
Deerhair
Hook:
Mustad 80000BR, #10-14
Thread:
Black
Tail:
Dark moose hair tips
Body:
Dyed black deer hair
Hackle:
Black cock hackle |
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Black
Nymph
Hook:
Longshank #8
Thread:
Black
Tail:
Natural black squirrel tail
Body &
Thorax: Seal's fur, black
Rib:
Silver wire
Wing Case:
Black raffene |
THE ANGLER'S PERSPECTIVE
There is no doubt that trout have the upper hand after dark when it
comes to sensory perception. That does not mean we should give up
on our own senses. Those first few steps away from the campfire or
cabin lights may leave us enveloped in darkness, however, if the temptation
to use a torch is resisted (at least once you reach the water), you
will be pleasantly surprised by the development of your night vision.
Without wishing to sound like a mystic,
have faith that you will be able to see in the dark and you will find
you actually can. I am not suggesting that night will become day,
but even in starlight it is extraordinary how much you can perceive
with enough effort and confidence. Features like slicks and bubble
lines, rises, the disturbance where your cast lands, and even the
fly can be seen at times.
The use of any available reflected
light-the glow of a distant town, the last remnants of sunset-will
enhance visibility, as will altering your elevation. Alternate between
standing up high on the bank and crouching low at the water's edge
to see which gives you the better view. As with daytime, looking from
the exaggerated darkness of 'shade' towards open water enhances visibility,
while the reverse reduces it.
Hearing comes a close second to sight
after dark, and at times surpasses it in importance. Once again, it
can be a pleasant surprise to discover just how effective ears can
be in locating not only the sound of a trout disturbing the surface,
but its direction and even approximate distance. Being able to hear
a fish take the fly helps considerably with timing the strike, while
the sound of a missed take may suggest a fly change, or another cast
as quickly as possible!
SUITABLE CONDITIONS
It is easy for anglers to fall into the trap of treating night as
a distinct, short period like midday, dawn or dusk. That is a mistake
of course, because an average night has all the variation and duration
of an average day. On a given night, you can expect temperature, wind
and light intensity to vary as the hours go by. Food availability
will similarly change; just as there might be a mayfly hatch on a
river during mid-afternoon in autumn, so a certain species of caddis
will typically lay its eggs in the early hours of the night, or the
mudeyes might migrate from midnight until just before dawn.
So the dangers of trying to generalise
about the light conditions for night fishing are obvious, as is trying
to generalise about the best times of night. Nevertheless, there are
some night fishing conditions I feel more confident about than others.
First of all, water clarity. This
one is simple-the clearer the better. As a benchmark, I like at least
a metre of visibility. On lake or stream, I prefer a smooth water
surface, although I concede that ripple can be advantageous on bright
nights. When it comes to time of year, my favourite period is from
December to April. Though there are the usual variations for altitude
and latitude, in most places this period offers reasonable night temperatures
coupled with clear, unruffled water (lack of wind on lakes, lower
flows on rivers).
As for light (or lack of it) I prefer
starlight alone, or less than a quarter moon. During significant moonlight,
seek out the 'shade' of mountains, cliffs or trees. Even localised
shade (a single overhanging tree) can produce ten times the action
of moonlit water. One full moon night on the Kiewa I watched Pete
Murray take six trout from the shadow beneath a single red gum, while
I could not attract a take from the remainder of the same large pool.
LOCATIONS
Any water that holds trout is a potential after-dark fly fishery.
If the conditions above are also met, then I am likely to get excited
about that potential. This is particularly so where the daytime fishing
opportunities are constrained by angling pressure, or if the water
holds large trout (especially big browns). I must admit though, even
a creek full of half pounders is a welcome target if it flows near
the camp-ground base that I haven't managed to reach in daylight!
When it comes to identifying specific
hot spots on a certain river or lake, there are several ideas you
can factor in. As I've already mentioned, my first choice most nights
is for smooth water, meaning sheltered bays or the quieter pools on
rivers. Flat water makes it easier to detect fish, and makes it easier
for fish to find the fly. Another commonsense tactic is to return
to areas where trout were concentrated by day. Yes, trout may move
around after dark, but browns especially should not stray too far
from their daytime haunts.
Rips, bubble lines, backwaters, windlane
remnants or any other current related food concentrations are worthy
of extra attention after dark. Do not worry if these areas were devoid
of activity by day-the trout frequently wait for the cover of darkness
to move in and gorge at leisure.
Fuzzy
Wuzzy
Hook:
TMC 700, #6
Thread:
Black
Tail:
Natural black squirrel tail
Body:
Red chenille
Hackles:
Natural black hen |
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Sunset
Fly
Hook:
Mustad 9672, #6-8
Thread:
Yellow polyester
Tail:
Natural black squirrel tail
Underbody:
Yellow thread
Body Hackles:
Rear yellow, middle hot orange, front black
Head:
Yellow with black eye |
While all the above are good starting
points, by far the best night fishing method, and the most exciting,
is to sight fish (or should I say sight and sound fish) by walking
lake shore or the river bank (with particular attention to those special
locations), watching and listening for feeding trout.
This style of fishing is really what
attracts me night after night. There is the delicious half-certainty
at every step in the process. Was that a rise? Is the fly on target?
Did a trout just take it? And when you lift the rod and the quiet
night changes to a chaos of splashes, stumbles and spray, you wonder
... is it just a nice fish on the end, or the monster of a lifetime?
FLY SELECTION AT
NIGHT
I have prepared the table hereabouts to match some favourite night
fishing flies and methods with particular conditions. Note that the
table is a guide as to where to start-it isn't foolproof. For example,
you will see that I dislike a full moon, and if I must fish under
one I will resort to small flies. Yet one calm moonlit night, with
Robert and Mark, my theories were temporarily turned inside out.
We were hunting rises from the boat
when we came across a pair of beauties mopping up in a slick left
over from a windlane. It was my turn for first cast, so, confidently
I presented a little Black Deerhair (while feeling a bit sorry for
Rob and Mark for choosing a great big Sunset Fly on such a bright
night). My smugness soon evaporated when both trout swam under several
perfect presentations. It was replaced by mild humiliation when 'my
turn' expired and Mark picked off one 2-kilo rainbow first cast, Rob
taking its twin minutes later.
A final comment about fly colour -
more than half of my favourite patterns are mostly or totally black.
This might seem the worst colour for night fishing, but black casts
the most intense silhouette. Some other patterns, like the Sunset
Fly and Craigs Night-time are quite colourful, but as colour virtually
disappears from the visible spectrum in low light, I doubt that the
trout see any more than varying shades of grey.