Joop had been fishing the river some days ago and told me 
about large schools of roach that would attack any dry fly
that landed on the surface.
He even had some shots at brown trout in the upper reaches
of our river.

So yesterday we where ready for another visit to our river.
The sky was cloudless and the weather service predicted a 
warm sunny day.
When we arrived at the river we wondered where all the fish
had gone. 
There was hardly a single fish feeding in the surface.
After a few fruitless casts with a sedge pattern it was time to
go subsurface and tie on the trusty pheasant tail nymph.
The fish where hiding in the brushes but could not resist the nymph.


Roach


The hideout

Surprisingly we came across another flyfisherman from one of the local German angling clubs.
We talked about fishing and before we knew it we where invited for a days fishing on the river that his club had leased.
We knew the river in question but we never had fished the stretch of his club which was located near the source.
The club did not issue day tickets but for us an exemption would be made.
The interesting thing was that the person we met was responsible for stocking fish in his club water.
From the stories he told us it seemed that his club stocked more regularly trout than our own club.

In the afternoon we fished various locations and Joop landed a nice brown trout for a change.
We came across a fellow fisherman and apparently a few trout where stocked in the last month.
I only managed to catch some more Roach from underneath the tree roots bordering the stream.

At the end of the day we fished the upper reaches of the river where Joop had missed three trout
on the previous visit.
The stream flowed through a deep trough, both banks where heavily covered with shrubs and trees.
You had to climb down the steep bank and slowly wade upstream to get to the slightly deeper holes
where fish could be hiding.
Joop coached me to the right locations, casting was done by rollcast or just by flipping the nymph into
The deeper sections of the stream.
At my first cast the indicator went down instantly, at first glance it looked like a trout had took
the nymph but it turned out to be a rudd. 
Rudd where very uncommon in our stream so I was quite surprised to find one in the upper reaches.
The next cast yielded another uncommon fish for this section, a nicely coloured perch.


Perch


Rudd


In the jungle

Near sunset we fished one of the little feeder streams.
Even though the water levels where very low fish where present in the pools and undercut banks of the small stream.


Hardly more than a ditch but it still holds fish.


A little perch


The pool

The pool yielded one decent roach and a few little ones.
I missed one fish that could have been a trout but maybe I was just imagining things.
So we spent another beautifull day at the river and made some new friends and we maybe
have found some new fishing grounds to explore in the future.