Instead of driving into town, or to my office I often walk or ride my bike alongside the River Irwell which is a much more pleasant vista than the A56 corridor. It is rare though to see any sort of fishy activity – as the trout never seem to actively feed at the surface on the lower river. So when I noticed fish rising in the same spot twice in the space of a fortnight it really gave me an itch to get out trouting.
In the past I’ve had a couple of absolute lunkers from this area whilst lure fishing for pike, but have yet to take a trout from this section of river on the fly – for some reason I cant reconcile fishing a big urban river with the delicate fly fishing presentation needed to tempt the trout – I much prefer fly fiishing small streams and pocket water so on the Lower Irwell I tend to use small lures or wait until the coarse season starts and catch them on maggots.
So this evening after work, I ventured down to the river with my lure kit in hand to the spot where I’d seen the rising fish. I had a take from a good sized trout after only 15 minutes or so but it threw the crushed barbs on the copper bladed mepps I had tied on. Undeterred i carried on moving down stream losing a couple of spinners on the river bed iron mongery but still seeing the occasional fish rise which kept my confidence up.
Moments after missing that fish, I was joined by Irwell dry fly master Nick – who immediately spotted rising fish and started a stealthy move upstream to cast to them. His arrival was fortunate, as it wasn’t much later that I had a second take and a lovely little brownie took a shine to my mepps.
Both of us were overjoyed to see trout in this part of the river, its only 100 yards from my office and less than 5 minutes away from Nicks front door.
Within 5 minutes of returning my little fish, I looked upstream to see Nicks rod bending into this cracking Brownie.
An Irwell brownie, nudging 2lbs, caught on upstream dry fly in the Bronx of Lower Broughton – Urban Trouting at its best.
I cant believe that trout have moved into this area of the river in numbers – only 100yards from the office – its going to be hard concentrating on work this summer 🙂
Hmmmm, it seems that some of the monsters lurking in the depths of The Quays aren't quite what they seem…
This is the first picture Ive seen of the 31 from last summer: photoshopped* or not photoshopped? Not that they don't exist of course 😉
* The shadows look OK but the area around the jaw has got me wondering
Mike Duddy says
The fish is genuine. Was caught twice in the space of a couple of weeks. Witnessed by the baliff 2nd time.
I hooked into one about 3 years ago which was so big you could have put a saddle on it. Ran 40 yrds off the reel before the trebles pulled.
Mixed feelings, sad at losing the fish of a life time, glad that i didnt have to put my fingers anywhere near its mouth.
That was a good read! Nice looking trout there!