GENERAL .IBRARY NIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA I two I Q<>3 . WET-FLY FISHING WET-FLY FISHING TREATED METHODICALLY BY E. M. TOD WITH ILLUSTRATIONS LONDON SAMPSON LOW, MARSTON & COMPANY LIMITED &t. Eunstan's ^otisc FETTER LANE> FLEET STREET, E.G. 1903 •71, TO THE BELOVED MEMORY OF ALEXANDER MONTGOMERIE BELL, M.D. TRUE SPORTSMAN AND LOYAL FRIEND. M842G89 PREFACE IT would indeed be a graceless sin of omission did I not record with gratitude the thanks which are due to the friends who have (in one way or another) earned them so well, by their kind help, advice, and sympathy during the writing and publication of this book. As I must begin with some one, permit me to commence by saying with what sincerity I record my obligation to my friend, Dr. Spence, of Edinburgh, for the advantages I have had from the use of his extensive library of angling works. I should have liked to have said much more, but my hand was held. I will, therefore, merely content myself by adding viii Preface that no one could have been kinder or more considerate than he has been. I also wish to tender my very hearty thanks to my friend, Mr. Walter Puttick, for the beautiful sketches with which he has embellished this work ; for the care and interest which he has shown in their production ; and, not least, for carrying out my own ideas so well. His sketches will make so much more clear and simple my written instructions, that I seem to owe him a double debt. Further, I wish to thank very sincerely my friend, Mr. Andrew Smith, W.S., who edited (as a hobby) that excellent, though comparatively short-lived journal, The Scots Angler, and who is the President of the Trout Anglers' Club, Edinburgh; for the humorous and kind letter by which he answered my request to be allowed to copy from the volume of The Scots Angler in my possession, an article which I contri- buted to its May issue, in the year 1897 ; Preface ix entitled "How to land Trout expeditiously while Wading," an article which, I trust, will repay perusal, now that it has been incorporated in this book. The two names next on my list happen to be those of father and son. The first is no less a personage than the venerable and much-respected head of the publishing firm of Messrs. Sampson Low, Marston & Co. — I allude to Mr. Edward Marston. Mr. Marston's kindness towards the writer has been shown in many pleasant, unobtrusive ways, all the more appreciated. He is well known in piscatorial circles, through the medium of his charming angling-holiday books, two of which I have had the honour and pleasure of reviewing, and I have no hesitation in disclosing his identity with that of their author, "The Amateur Angler." My cordial thanks are most willingly recorded to his son, my own personal friend, Mr. E. B. Marston, the Editor x Preface of the Fish-wig Gazette, who is also a Director of the publishing house. During the writing of this handbook he has treated the author thereof with uniform courtesy and kindness. I fear I must also add, with much forbearance, seeing that the necessary correspondence has had to be carried on between the respective capitals of England and Scot- land, a very serious addition to the burden of so busy a man. I have had to control a strong desire to mention the names of two old and dear angling friends, in whose pleasant com- panionship many of the happiest hours of my life have been passed; but as they were not directly connected with the pro- duction of this book, I had to refrain. There is yet one small person, with the mention of whose name I shall conclude a preface already longer than I had intended; that of my dear little grand- son, Charles Eudolph Fielding, at present Preface xi aged fourteen months. He is, alas, so ignorant of all the pleasures and mysteries of wet-fly fishing, that I am placing his name on record, in the hope that, per- chance when I am gone, he may study what T have written herein, and, starting where I have left off, may become, not only a skilful but a scientific fly-fisherman, and as great an enthusiast as his grand- father was before him. E. M. TOD. EDINBURGH, March, 1903. CONTENTS CHAPTER PAOB I. INTRODUCTORY 1 IE. THE FISHING OF BURNS WITH THE WET-FLY . 11 III. THE FISHING OF " WATERS," i.e. TRIBUTARY STREAMS 22 IV. THE FISHING OF RIVERS 65 V. RIVERS AND STREAMS GENERALLY, WHICH HAVE BEEN FISHED BY THE AUTHOR . . .136 VI. "THE ANGLER'S EQUIPMENT;" INCLUDING MR. TOD'S INVENTIONS 139 VII. CONCERNING FLIES 183 VIII. CONCLUSION 237 ILLUSTRATIONS E. M. TOD BURN FISHING. THE LINN POOL . li The place where the old (trout) died " A WOODLAND WATER Frontispiece PAGE . To face 18 A TYPICAL SCOTTISH WATER .... Where pool and stream are shaking hand-; IIIVER FISHING A few casts in the early morning HIVER FISHING - The Hang " of the stream, uam -d by old Tweed fishers " The Hing " MR. E. M. TOD'S BUCKLE FOR CREEL STRAP BACK VIEW OF MR. TOD'S CREEL E. M. TOD SLIDING THE LANDING-NET BACK WITH THE NEWLY CAUGHT TROUT THE LANDING-NET COMFORTABLY HANGING AGAINST FISHING-BASKET, BOTH HANDS BEING FREE TO UNHOOK THE TROUT 28 38 76 120 169 178 Between pages 180 and 181 Mu. E. M. TOD'S TRIPLE GUT HINGE, FOR FLIK.S 205 WET-FLY FISHING CHAPTER I. INTKODUCTOKY— HOW TO FISH- METHODICALLY WITH THE WET FLY. FISHING with the wet fly is but a term. It is, however, a very correct term, for the purely wet-fly fisherman never really seeks to make his fly float on the surface of the water ; never oils his fly with paraffin oil ; never greases his reel-line with deer's fat, and does not devote to a rising trout the time that would seem all too long to listen to a sermon; or to run and kill a 30-lb. salmon. Battles have been lost and won, in less time than is sometimes devoted to the ensnaring of an Itchen trout. It would be, in these advanced days, impossible to tackle a work such as this without referring to the dry-fly school: it would be equally unwise and absurd to B 2 Wet-Fly Fishing keep on comparing the merits of the two systems, in the body of the book itself. The men who are the most dogmatic, exclusive, and narrow-minded are they who fish — year out year in — one river, or class of river; be it of the "wet" or "dry" fly type or " school." To such, Tennyson's words seem to me very appropriate, " They take the rustic murmur of their bourg for the great wave that echoes round the world " ; and I maintain that, as in social life, so is it in angling. Nothing sweeps away narrow and unworthy prejudices like travelling, since travel means meeting with men of all shades of thought. The writer, who is also a freemason, is quite sure that the freemasonry of the angler's craft is hardly less sacred, since it is, as it ought to be, a brotherhood; em- bodying within it, as does freemasonry, men of all shades of opinion. In the writer's opinion, the dry fly is neither more nor less than the slow and gra- dual evolution of its projenitor the wet fly, adapted to rivers which are specially suitable. The more we fish, the more do trout become educated and knowing ; and whether it be in Scotland or elsewhere, when trout are few and far between, or many, but Introductory 3 knowing to a degree ; the tendency will be for men who have tried all they know with the wet fly, to take a leaf out of one's neighbour's book, and try what the dry fly will do on occasion. Let me be very clear about this, how- ever, lest I may be misunderstood. I have no patience whatever with the extreme purist of the dry fly, who, in the month of April or beginning of May would not unbend by a hair's breadth, were he placed on the Deveron or any such Scottish river. At present, I should advise the southern angler who comes to fish in Scotland, to let the dry fly be "his crutch rather than his staff," on the majority of our rivers; and especially in the early spring. He may leave Euston or King's Cross, congratulating himself that a man who can take the trout of the Itchen and Test need <; fear no foe in shining armour." He may even " thank Heaven that he is not as other men," nor " even as this publican" (of the wet-fly persuasion), who, by the way, may be his brother-in-law and a hard nut to crack, by the side of a good Scotch trout stream, with his wet flies and his dry jokes, all the same. 4 Wet- Fly Fishing In war the main object is to kill or disable the enemy. In fishing it is very much the same thing, and the man who wastes his energies drying or oiling his fly, when he should be creeling trout after trout, lays himself open to the criticism of the French General, when he witnessed the Balaklava charge. Bach system has its place and time. On the other hand, he who would venture to win fresh laurels as a wet-fly fisherman, in the rivers presided over by the dry-fly expert, would return to the north a sadder and a wiser man. Of this, there is not the shadow of a doubt, any more than that the skill of the dry-fly fisherman, as practised in these particular waters, is of an excep- tionally high order. His flies are a much closer imitation of the natural fly than ours are, as a rule. The average dry-fly fisherman, moreover, has a much more intimate knowledge of entomology than has the average wet-fly expert ; and yet, notwithstanding all these advantages, I declare that he but wastes his time if he fishes for trout in many of our rapid rivers during the cream of the fly-fishing season, solely as a purist of his own "school." This is my opinion, and I give it for what Introductory 5 it is worth. That, at times, when fishing a Scottish river, he would be wise, like " old Uncle Ned," to " cast down the shovel and the hoe, and take up the fiddle and the bow;" in fact, to use his dry fly, is beyond all question, and the perfect fly- fisherman, unquestionably, is he who is quite at home with both methods, and has the judgment to know when to apply each to advantage. At present, I hold that the expert wet- fly fisherman is still master of the situation on the large (very large) majority of Scottish and north of England rivers, and a very considerable change will have to take place ere he is knocked off his stool, by the rising generation of dry-fly fishermen. In the first place, trout are numerous rather than large in most of our Scottish rivers, and it does not pay to waste the brief but valuable time of the " rise " over any single trout. When our streams are free from pollution and poaching, and "free fishing " has been supplanted by a wiser system ; when new varieties of trout have been introduced, and with them the culture of natural food for their support (without which the larger-sized trout never could be expected to thrive and multiply), then, and 6 Wet-Fly Fishing then only, do I seem to see " the disciple of the dry fly" " wiping the eye" of his wet-fly brother throughout Scotland. It is certainly most desirable that our rivers should run pure, and that trout fishing should be as carefully guarded in Scotland, as it is in England, on private and club waters. I have dear friends belonging to both " schools," and I am, I trust, wholly with- out controversial bitterness. All the same, I hold that the time is far distant when the dry-fly invader from the south will be able to wrest from the expert north country fly fisherman, the premier position on, the streams and rivers of his " ain Countree." In other words I hold that if the men of the dry fly go to Scotland, they must do as Scotland does (in the main) at the present day. Before I close this introductory chapter, I desire to say a few words on a subject which I rather shrink from handling ; I mean the well-known and, to my own think- ing, very tiresome jokes about fishermen's " tales " concerning fish and fishing. Nothing can be more contemptible than the publication of false reports, and the man who needs to adopt such tactics is Introductory 7 " a puir creetur, sir, a puir creetur," as old Carlyle once snapped out to a man who had irritated him beyond bearing. Gillies (especially those connected with a fishing hotel) are especially guilty; but if their patrons had a higher sense of honour the evil would not exist. Hotel-keepers also have their own temptation, and I regret to add that the reports sent to newspapers are frequently quite unreliable. The com- monest of all forms of deception is the placing of the united "takes" of two or more anglers to the credit of one. Naturally men rush to waters where such individual (?) takes are still possible — only to find that they have been deceived. When Anthony Trollope visited Australia (many years ago) he discovered that the colonist had a like failing, and in his book his advice to him runs thus : " Don't blow." I think if there was less " blow " (or brag) amongst fishermen, veracity would reassert itself; and the stigma, which now rests on fishermen, would gradually die a natural death. Much of it is done in joke, doubtless ; but in most cases the love of bragging is at the root of the disease. Be a truthful duffer — if a duffer — and you will enjoy your sport in youth, and 8 Wet- Fly Fishing its retrospect in old age ; and what more do you want ? I feel inclined now to speak of the " poaching angler," who fills his creel by unfair methods. But is he worth writing about ? I think not ! He despises himself, and I am of opinion that, in so doing, he places a just estimate upon his own character. We will, therefore, let him severely alone, only hoping that, by degrees, he may be improved off the face of the earth. In " The Incomplete Angler," by F. 0. Burnand, are a few lines which, I think, enable me to end my introductory remarks pleasantly. "For you must know that a proficient can catch as good a fish as swims with a fine line from one of the poets if he be but careful to let it fall with bated breath. " What wet or dry fly man can do more ? January 1, 1903. " MY DEAE TOD, "You have asked me to read this Introduction to your book — the com- pletion of which I shall rejoice to see — and Introductory 9 I have done so, and I am glad to see that you treat the matter so impartially. "I have been an angler as long as I can remember anything, and that is getting on for half a century ; for many years after I began fly-fishing I fished only in the wet- fly style, afterwards I took to the dry-fly style as well; and what I cannot for the life of me see is why one angler should not adopt both styles, as I and many others do. I only wish you had been able to join me, as I hoped you would, on the Tweed, at Kelso, early in May, 1901. I think I could then have proved to you that it pays to use both styles on the Tweed, and not only at different times, but at the same time. "One afternoon, when fishing on the Upper Floors Water, in about three hours I killed a nice basket of over 12 Ibs. of trout, all with the fly, and quite two-thirds with the dry fly. I used your double-hook midges, three on my cast (" GreenwelTs Glory" and "Iron Blue " did best). I fished all three flies first dry and then wet. I also fished with two of the flies dry and one wet, or one dry and two wet, and this in the rapid broken water of the streams as well as on the pools. It is a great mistake to think dry-fly fishing must be io Wet- Fly Fishing confined to slow smooth water. Wherever the natural can float there the artificial can float if properly made, and oiled, and used. It is most interesting to watch your fly coming down dancing on the waves, and then disappear when the brown head of a trout breaks the surface, also to see it pulled under when a trout takes one of the wet flies. " Ever yours sincerely, " (Signed) " K. B. MABSTON, "Editor JF.&*' CHAPTEE II. THE FISHING OF BUKNS WITH THE WET FLY. I AM even as a blind man in the deeper mysteries of fishing with the wet fly. Willingly, nevertheless, shall I speak of the little I know about it, hoping that I may impart some of my enthusiasm to other and younger brethren in the gentle craft. Whilst imparting information, I hope I may be excused when I venture to state, right away at the beginning of my treatise, that the memory of my few big days is seldom with me in " the Silences of Life ; " these moments that come to all thinking men when alone, and that will, occasionally, force themselves upon one even in a crowded room or busy thoroughfare. I repeat, that the very memory of these " big " days is forgotten, all but the butcher's bill ; " an' divvle an ounce of the Poethry of Angling " is there in such a day, 12 Wet- Fly Fishing unless the circumstances be such as to fix the incidents which form the event in the fisherman's mind, as well as in his diary, for it is a poor thing if the memory is not refreshed by the remembrance of bygone angling delights. One may sit pleasantly thinking of some absolutely charming hours, or even brief moments, spent in the prosecution of one's pet pastime — fly-fishing — where the plain facts, as recorded in the said diary, would seem to indicate that the particular day in question was one of absolute and dis- graceful failure : the results being so modest. May I give my ideas of what, to me, has so often constituted the ideal of a sportsman's " delightful day's fishing " ? First, then, one should be feeling in good health to enjoy it to the full. Secondly, one must leave behind, as if they had never existed, the cares of life in every shape or form, and be a boy again, keen as mustard, and simply indefatigable in one's application to the business in hand. An idle fisherman is seldom worth much : keenness goes hand-in-hand with energy. Let me, then, convey to my readers some of the pictures which have remained The Fishing of Burns 'with the Wet Fly 1 3 in my brain, when the mere record is dead and buried to all intents and purposes. And now to my subject ! Let me draw (as best I can) the pic- ture of a day's fly-fishing on a rather large Highland burn, (for, on the smaller burns the " wiggling wum " is the best "fly"). Imagine me, a youth, instead of a grandfather. I have tramped across the hills to my favourite burn. There arrived, my 11 foot 6 inch " Forrest " rod is soon put up, the reel placed in the fittings, and the line passed through the rings. The gut casting-line (only of 2^ feet) is knotted on, and two flies attached thereto ; Black hackle for tail fly or Stretcher, and Par- tridge Orange for the bob fly or dropper. I am now ready to begin. Crouching, I move upwards, and my flies soon cover a nice-looking little pool with one, two, three casts, but without a single response. Moving on, I throw up stream, my flies falling like thistledown on a deep but quiet eddy. This time there is a rise at the dropper, and the trout hooks himself ; but, after giving a few wild leaps for freedom, he is free — slightly hooked probably. Nothing discouraged, I let a little more line pass through the rings, and cast again. Here the waters from the 14 Wet-Fly Fishing pool above, being literally squeezed between two large boulders, pour down into my own pool, and, near to the edge of this rush, my black hackle is thrown. A trout of | Ib. soon fastens, and is leisurely drawn downwards, landed, and encreeled. This process in my upward progress is constantly repeated. Frequently I have to cross the burn wet-foot, so as to fish it to better advantage. I wear no waterproof wading stockings. They would only be an encum- brance while fishing a Highland burn ; and youth makes light of wet feet, especially when the said feet are encased in thick knitted worsted socks under a pair of strong shooting boots, well nailed, to make sure the foothold. My basket keeps growing heavier, and my spirits lighter in propor- tion. At last I sit down to eat my sand- wich, and this being soon done, I fall into a musing attitude — not a very common thing at my age. Well, the surroundings are enough to appeal, even to a lad. The music of the stream, the " caller" moun- tain air, the wild scream of the curlew (the "whaup"), the challenge of the sentinel cock-grouse as he sounds his note of warn- ing, and then whir-r-rs off with his covey into a thick bed of fern, the cuckoo's familiar The Fishing of Burns with the Wet Fly 1 5 but quaint note, and hard by, (though the bird himself be perchance out of sight) the sweet song of the sedge warbler. I drink in these sounds, unconsciously surrendering my young soul to their spell ; and then (who has not experienced its weird fascination amid the wild Scottish hills ?) comes a strange sensation ! Nature has apparently fallen asleep, and when that happens, I strain my ears and listen — listen to the silence. Suddenly, "I spy strangers in the house." The water-ouzel it is, who has broken the spell. There he is, in his spotless shirt-front, bobbing and bobbing again. Ah, Rascal ! who knows so well as you where to pick up the roe of a spawning fish ; your larder at present holdeth not the " caviare " which thy soul loveth. You need not keep on booin', booin', like Sir Pertinax MacSyco- phant. I have nothing for you, so be off! I continue, kneeling, crawling, and stumb- ling, the rod continually " waving" the while. At last I draw near to the best pool in the whole burn. Let me describe it. A solitary cascade (or linn), where, into the deep black basin beneath, the brown 1 6 Wet- Fly Fishing waters thunder down from the rocks above. See ! I have at times to crawl on hands and knees to reach the place I am aiming for ; but at length I am enabled to sit down on a large stone, some yards below the tail-end of the pool, and I am glad to mop the perspiration from my brow, and to take a moment's breathing space. As I gaze, a gust of wind shakes that stunted birch tree overhanging its deepest and blackest part — at the further side — but, now a few flies fall upon the surface and slowly move around the eddy. Then, out of the black- ness of night, comes a bar of gold ! Again and yet again it flashes from fly to fly ! I am nineteen, and, as I involuntarily exclaim, "What a thumper!" my heart thumps wildly. My flies now are Greenwell's Glory for tail fly, and a red hackle for the dropper. Greenwell's Glory is sent forth on an ex- ploring expedition time after time, but nothing comes of it, and yet Greenwell's Glory is a grand explorer. Returning to my stone, I sit down and give myself up to the friendly solace of my pipe — that trout, big on my brain, you bet. My eyes meanwhile scan the surface of the dark moss-coloured waters. The Fishing of Burns with the Wet Fly 1 7 Presently I observe one small fly, then a second, and a third, at no great distance from the haunt of that cunning old rascal, but a little further up the burn. Then I see a small "bell," followed by a ring, and this is repeated. The odd thing about it all, is, that no flies now are visible. Can that be my friend's work ? Eh? Off comes my dropper, and I have replaced my tail-fly by a red spinner (No. 2, Kendal scale) for luck. The wind has fallen momentarily, and it is a dead calm. Now for it — now, or never. Wading, so as to avoid sending a tell-tale wave before me, and bending low to keep out of sight as far as it is possible for a six-foot lad to do, I deliver an underhand cast. Alas ! it is caught by a twig, and I am hung up —but only a moment, for I give one sharp pull and am free, minus the fly, a very easy let off. Eeplacing it with another from the same lot, and, wetting the gut well, I make another effort. The fly falls just right, but a breath of wind, bellying the line out, drags it away just as the golden blaze of the form I love, parts the black waters, and tells me that I shall soon be on terms with the king of the pool, my friend of the eddy. c 1 8 Wet-Fly Fishing Oh the delights of stalking such a fish at nineteen, ay, or at sixty-nine : if you can. And now the line is sent, with a side switch, right under the birch tree once more. There is no wind now, and the fly alights very softly. Then there is a wave, and the line tightens. In that same second, a gentle but decided turn of the wrist has driven the steel home. The rod is held sideways, near to, and parallel with, the water, not up; else the words of Burns would be only too true of that trout — "And safe beneath the shady thorn, defies the angler's art." for the branches of the birch hang low, and lifting the rod up would be a dangerous game to play at present. Finding himself collared, he dashes out, and faces the foaming waters of the linn, springing hither and thither in his efforts to shake himself free ; but, at last, gasping a,nd beaten, he finds himself lying on a spit of sand, a lovely landing-place, and permits me to knock him on the head. He weighs If lb., a fine trout, indeed, for such a hill-burn as this. To give point to my meaning, let me suppose another case. The same pool, the BURN FISHING. THE LINN I'OOL. ••The place where the old (trout) died." [7'o face IHI<\u<- The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 77 fellow, splashing about, will put down any rising trout." In a " fine," i.e. low, state of river wading must be gone about very circumspectly, especially when fishing pools and thin flats, when the wind is light. I desire to direct attention to what immediately follows. It is no imaginary story, but a reminiscence of one or two delightful days on the Deveron. I do not necessarily rush into the water up to the thigh, when I start fishing a thin flat like this, in low water. I begin by throwing upwards to the shallow portion on my own side of the " flat," just wetting my feet, and no more, and then, I gradually switch my flies round (short, quick casts) till I have fished half-way across. Gliding quietly in, and allowing no tell-tale wave to go in front of me as I wade, I begin fishing from the middle of the flat; first, directly upwards, and then with that regu- larity and precision which only comes from long practice, my flies search the water, until at length I am casting close to the opposite bank. Slowly retracing my steps, and moving a few yards further up, I repeat this process, and in this way, very little water worth fishing, escapes jiiy^attention. 78 Wet-Fly Fishing At other times, I begin at the deep side, working to the shallow on my own side. Without wishing to place too much stress on a purely mechanical plan, I cannot help feeling that it is necessary to give expression to some governing principles connected with the art of fishing thoroughly a pool or a stream in any (Northern) ordinary river, when it is of such volume as to make wading up stream advisable, and fairly easy of accomplishment. Very large rivers must be propor- tionately low, especially those which have a rapid fall. A river whose fall is gradual, and wiiose current is gentle, will naturally permit of up-stream wading sooner than the former class of river. I hesitate to use so simple and homely an illustration, but I have none better in my mind. Take, then, the rough plan which I now suggest, from the homely illustration of a wheel with its radiating spokes, before the tire is on. Divide this diagram in the centre. Let the axle, or a little below it, indicate the angler's own position, and the spokes the direction and rough plan of, his upward casts ; and, surely, the illustration will be easily grasped by any young fly- fisherman. The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 79 Once the general principle of a thing is made thoroughly clear, details fall into their places of themselves. Let me follow up my illustration and show its application. Suppose the angler has dis- covered a pool or stream which he can fish from the middle, casting on either side of him, as well as in front. It is, of course, only a kind of " general idea," which must he continually subject to altera- tions, since no large Scottish river runs with a uniformly even flow, and the wind, if it "lift up its voice," compels atten- tion. May I now suggest to those who believe in the "fine and far-off" theory a few reflections which may prove interesting, perchance also, instructive. It cannot be too well impressed on the angler's mind that, as trout lie with their heads up stream, the aim of the angler should be to get below them, and to cast his line upwards. If, moreover, trout are lying close to the surface, as they do during "the time of the take," surely the first moments of each cast are the most valuable. Grant this ; then frequent casting is advisable when " a birth" of the natural fly is strongly in evidence. Kindly attend to my argument, as I point out the well-known fact, that the 8o Wei-Fly Fishing distance between two straight but not parallel, and, therefore, divergent lines, having a common starting-point, increases by extension. How about the fine and far-off theory when viewed in this light ? Each cast takes longer to make, and it sinks more. It is not so easily or deftly picked off the water, nor can it possibly be so rapidly returned. These points are surely incontrovertible. Therefore, I hold that, when fishing up stream, while wading, the shorter the line, the truer is the fishing. For not only are the casts made more rapidly, but the angler hooks a rising trout with far greater precision than he can possibly do, with a long line, cast up stream. Now for my last point, and I think it a most important one. The longer the line thrown, the wider is the space left between each cast on the plan laid down, and thus, it follows that, in order to cover or search a pool with any degree of thoroughness, the angler who fishes with a long line must perforce make more casts than he who uses a comparatively short line. This consumes valuable time. Therefore, practice rapid casting with a comparatively short line, rather than long (uselessly long) casts, when wading and fishing up stream. But, it may The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 81 be urged, it is comparatively seldom that one can command a pool from the centre with good water on both sides. Still, the same fundamental principles should govern the angler who wades up the shallow side of pool (or stream) and fishes from the deeper side. Let him begin by casting directly across, working steadily round, till he finishes by casting straight up stream, and then move up a yard or so and begin afresh. I have just remarked that you will not find many pools which you can readily com- mand from the centre. They may be there, but have not yet been discovered. I (in common with every one else) had, for several years, walked regularly past such a place on the Tummel, the bushes interfer- ing with fly-fishing, and deep water making it quite impossible to wade in front of them. One day, when I was wearing my long wading trousers, and the river was some- what low, I had been fishing up the stream which flowed out of the aforesaid pool. Something tempted me, for the first time, to make an inroad into the pool, from below. Judge of my surprise when I found that I could wade (somewhat deep it is true) up the very centre. G 82 Wet- Fly Fishing From the centre I soon found out, how- ever, that I could not wade ashore to either bank. When I had satisfied myself on this point, I realized that my luck had come at last. I can throw as clean a line against, as with, an ordinary breeze ; and so, with fairly deep water (but little disturbed) on both sides of me, all I had to do, was to begin wading the stream slowly upwards, and then the pool— a pool which I afterwards frequently harried to my heart's content. May I now be permitted to draw a significant picture from life, and an exceed- ingly common picture, in Scotland, it is, and one which has given rise to many ridiculous strictures on wet-fly fishing by some experts of the dry fly, who have only paid " a flying visit " to the North. The curtain rises on a local fisherman, and the chances are, that he wields a heavy, clumsy, two-handed rod ; and also uses whole-gut, and not too fine gut at that. He starts at the top of the stretch of water he means to fish, and he fishes it down. He would laugh, were he told that he had no more idea of watercraft, and of the many interesting problems which present them- selves to the true wet-fly angler, than had The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 83 his great-grandfather when he fished with a casting line of several links of hand-twisted horsehair, with large, roughly-dressed flies attached to the same substantial and clumsy substitute for gut — three, four, or even five horsehairs, twisted together, to each fly. A step at each cast; pool and stream fished as nearly alike as may be ; and, above all things ridiculous and unthinking, the same methodical casting and swirling round of the line, in a semi-circle, when the trout are rising freely at the natural fly; as he had adopted when there was no sign of " a rise," say, half an hour before. This is the " ho w-not-to- do-it " system of wet-fly fishing, and there is not one ounce of brains to a ton of practice, in the whole wretched, uninteresting, unsportsmanlike business. I trust I shall be able to show, ere I have finished, that we who are rather more advanced in our methods, and are ardent wet-fly enthusiasts, have " a method in our madness," seldom revealed, save to the man who works out his own problems, with patience and untiring energy : and who is never dismayed by non-success, nor unduly elated, when it is his turn to be lucky. 84 Wet- Fly Fishing I have said that all rivers are not alike. I know one fine river, for instance, issuing from a loch ; the loch itself largely fed by springs, and therefore of a low temperature. How can that river be compared with one which from its source flows placidly, over occasional sandy and gravelly shallows, readily warmed by the sun's rays ? Again, how can barren land, sparse of all insect life, yield the same quality, or size of trout, which are to be found in rivers passing through rich land, deep and sluggish, full of weeds, and teeming, lite- rally teeming, with insect life? All these problems, he who fishes many rivers, will try to solve, if he be anything of an angler. And here, I voluntarily admit that, especi- ally when I was a young and inexperienced river fisherman, I have often fished " down." The temptation, especially when a high wind is blowing straight down the stream, is enormous ; and there are times when, the river being a rapid one, and the wind fierce, one is driven to down-stream fishing by sheer necessity. Even as an old hand, there have been occasions when I have had to cast down stream to save the situation ; but then, when I am driven to do this, I know now how to The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 85 make the best of a bad business. I know how to prevent my line trailing helplessly and hurriedly across to rny own side in a kind of semi-circular curve or swirl. Then, why do I not explain my method ? My answer is easily given. Would you have a lecturer dwell upon his own bygone slips and stumbles, in order to teach others how to walk? I trow not. The more a learner fishes up and the less he fishes down the better fisherman in the long run is he likely to make. I avoid unduly dwelling upon (far less teaching) down-stream fishing, which a weary and tired young hand drifts into only too easily, without any teaching of mine ; especially under circumstances such as I have mentioned. I desire to preach the doctrine of " good form" in river fishing, i.e. up-stream fishing, or up and across, at most; not down stream fishing. Since I began (more than half a century ago) remember that great strides have been made, and that what was then excusable in a young angler, would be nothing short of very regrettable " form " in any intelligent young fellow, starting to-day. He must be abreast of the times, else he will be an old- fashioned fisherman at the outset, and 86 Wet-Fly Fishing- simply nowhere in thirty years' time. What says the pithy proverb ? " As the twig is bent, so is the tree inclined." If the beginner wants to get into really " good form," he must not begin by tamper- ing with " bad form." The way to undo all genuine progress as an up-stream wet-fly fisherman is to take it easy : to turn your back to the source, to fish down, and to let your line trail idiotically through the water somehow. Much of this kind of thing soon forms a habit, a lazy habit, which must be avoided at the outset, like poison. I trust to be able to show that we wet-fly fishermen, have methods of our own, of the deepest possible interest ; methods, however, which are seldom revealed, save to the earnest enthusiast, who loves to work out his own problems. The rod most suited to any particular fisherman is largely a matter of taste. Some men prefer a two-handed trout rod for a large river. I have a very excellent rod of fourteen feet, and I seldom use it. So much for taste. But, it is not what I have done, or do, for I may be often wrong, and doubtless am often mistaken ; but, when I see how invariably the best fly- fishermen take to a rod which they can use The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 8 7 easily with one hand, I am strengthened in my faith in such rods. As for its length, that is a matter of wrist power and daily use ; but 10^ to 11^ feet is a useful length for the fly rod on a large river. A great deal of excellent work can be done with one of 10«| or 11 feet, as I can testify, provided that the rod be powerful enough to lift a long line " clean " off the water, without which the rod has no real backbone. People do not suffi- ciently realize that lifting the line "clane an' cHver " off the water is the first great essential to any well - delivered cast. If the line at the lifting gets " drowned," the forward throw will prove a failure. It is here that so many cheap, ready- made shop rods fail utterly ; they are mere toys, unless they possess power. And I hold that the perfection of a rod reads, Backbone plus delicacy, and that delicacy is a delusion minus " backbone." I have already spoken of rods, and I will say no more save that, even on a large river, I never throw a very long line, if, by wading fairly deep, I can attain my object. But it is well to be able to do so, since he who can throw an extra long line will occasionally get his fly over trout which 88 Wet-Fly Fishing are never even disturbed by the average fly-fisherman. This is, perhaps, a remote possibility; and I hold that the practical, hard-headed fisherman will do all his best work with a moderate length of line. How, then, should a man fish a river ? "With brains, sir!" I would answer, in the words of the author of "Horae Sub- secivsB " (Dr. John Brown). Muddy and flooded rivers I abominate ! When the river gets clear, or is even the colour of port wine, I am ready to begin. I prefer it to be absolutely clear and colourless. In a full, clear river, especially in the early spring, one can afford to let the fly dwell longer than would be consistent with good form later on in the season. Even thus early — as soon as the flies appear on the surface — the moment, in fact, that the " rise " commences, rapid and light casting, and fishing as near to the surface as is possible, must be the angler's aim. There are those who fish like a mere machine : who use a long line and sink their flies at all times and seasons. Their casting-lines, with the flies attached thereto, must frequently pass underneath the trout which they are endeavouring to secure, The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 89 during the time of the take. Can anything be more absurd ? This brings me to a subject of very great interest indeed : a subject, all the same, which I approach with considerable misgiving. I mean fishing, not only with a wet fly, but with a fly that is purposely allowed to sink, the " drowned " or " sunk " fly. The beginner — yea, even he who is more than a beginner — may naturally ask such questions as these. Under what circumstances is it wise to sink the fly ? What seasons, conditions of wind, water, and so forth ? To which questions I can only say that when I my- self go forth of a morning, I cannot tell how I shall fish on that particular day. Nature is largely my guide, and the trout my best teachers. Much depends upon how the day turns out — if it be windy or calm, sunny or dull, warm or cold ; whether the trout rise freely at the natural insect, or hardly rise at all. And last, whether the wind strikes the water from below upwards, or from above downwards : a circumstance which affects the manner of my own fly-fishing materi- ally. Of course, though I cannot lay down 90 Wet-Fly Fishing any fixed rules (for I know of none myself), I am ready to indicate broadly the lines upon which I sink the fly purposely. I must again illustrate this subject by one or two word pictures, after which, I think, my meaning will be tolerably clear to most readers. Sketch No. 1. I have started for a day's fishing on the Tweed, Tummel, Don, Deveron, Isla, or Cumberland Eden; say, in the middle of April. For the past few days, the weather has been quite genial; wind south-west; flies have been not only in evidence but in abundance. I have fished successfully with the ordinary wet fly, but have never really gone in for the sunk fly, save, per- haps, late in the afternoon, when the air got chilly and trout had ceased to lie near the surface. This morning I find the wind is from the north or east, and there is not even a blink of sunshine to warm the atmosphere. It is bitterly cold! " Why fish?" says some one. Well, because I have some- times made my heaviest baskets in weather so cold that I could hardly fish without re- peatedly warming my hands, in the manner common to cabmen when standing on the rank in frosty weather. The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 9 1 I go over the same ground as I did the day before, and I do nothing worth speak- ing of, while fishing in the orthodox way. The river I am thinking of at present, is a portion of the Deveron very well known to me, where an up-stream wind, by reason of twists and turns, strikes this part of the river from above downwards. I feel that if I fish all day where I am, the chances are that I shall return home with a light basket. Many a good angler is baffled on such a day. He may throw a perfect line, he may fish up stream, he may know the river and the right flies to use, and yet may be hopelessly beaten by the man who fishes no better than he does himself, but who thinks out his problems carefully ; which is essential to success when wet-fly fishing, under difficulties. I walk rapidly across the meadows, passing a good deal of fine water on my way. " What on earth is the man about ? " I hear some angler say. " He is leaving me all the best of the fishing ; but let him go, by all means ! " Arriving, I find, to my joy, that the wind is striking the water from below upwards. It is just what I expected. There is but little stream here. It is a longish pool, 92 Wet- Fly Fishing with sufficient " glide," however, to form on the surface a series of little waves as it meets the up-stream wind. The pool is shallow on my own side, with excellent wading (gravel and sand). I do not always begin at the bottom to wade up. Some- times I do, but not to-day. Why ? Because the wind is blowing in gusts, pretty strongly too, and every time I lift my rod up, the line is apt to be blown clean out of the water, with a flare sufficient to frighten every fish in the pool. I, therefore, do not raise my rod hand, as in ordinary fly-fishing. I walk quietly up to the middle of the pool, and wade in, very gently indeed. Here the wind strikes the water with less violence, and I shall fish it up or down, according as I find it fish best and easiest. In such a day I have no rigid rules. The wind is blowing somewhat across as well as up, towards the bushes which fringe the deeper and further shore, where the waves are largest. My eyes search the water for some sign of " a rise," and at last I see a " splash" on the crest of a wavelet, and then another. There is a small " birth" of flies probably, and the stragglers are taken as " drowned " flies over there at the further side. I am full of hope ; for, even The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 93 if the trout had not been rising, I still meant to kill a good creelful here with such a suitable wind for the sunk fly. The evidence that some trout are really looking out, naturally adds to my expectations very considerably. I do not cast in the ordinary manner. With a rapid switch, my line flies upwards and across. Why? Should the fisherman raise his rod vertically, the wind will only belly out his line, and thus drag it out of the water in no time. A fly drawn across a river in the opposite direction to the then prevailing wind, is being very badly fished. As a rule, a wet fly kills best when it is allowed to float down stream, just as a natural fly does. Now, a " drowned " fly must necessarily follow the current, and therefore the thing to aim at is to allow the artificial fly, when sunk, to take a similar course — i.e. the course of the stream. At first blush, the method which I employ at such a time, seems to be unscientific, and a direct con- tradiction to my own precepts. In reality it is nothing of the kind. When I have thrown my fly across and up, I then turn the point of the rod down stream, holding it quite near to, and parallel 94 Wet- Fly Fishing with, the surface of the water, as thus held, the wind has little or no opportunity of tearing the line violently out of the water. At first I do not give any motion, how- ever small, to my flies. Presently, how- ever, I impart a little life to them, still holding the rod low and the point down stream. To hold the rod, at present, up stream, would be folly. The line being cast in a slanting direction above the angler, and then allowed to sink three to five inches, the only hope of keeping in constant touch with one's flies is to hold one's rod well down stream. I now give, as it were, a pull, and then allow the line to become perfectly slack. If I did not pull upon it occasionally, it would sink too much. The while I am pulling I generally do nothing. I will be understood when I add that, as I slack off and allow the flies to follow the current, then indeed am I all alive. My eye is on the line as well as on the flies. When I see my line suddenly get tauty my hand responds simultaneously. The main object, of course, is to get on terms with the trout as quickly as possible, so as to avoid any direct pull of the fish upon the butt of the rod. This is very apt to occur in this style of fishing, because, of The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 95 course, of the rod being held so low ; but, unless the rod be held quite close to, and parallel with, the water, this deadly form of fly-fishing cannot be practised with success. To me it is most enjoyable sport, but it has its difficulties, one of which is self-evident (especially if this method is used in a strong current), for, when a large trout takes the fly, you have scarcely got time to elevate the point of your rod ; and if, when rod, line, and gut collar all point in the same direction, a large fish goes off with a rush, every effort must be made to give him his head till the point of the rod is raised. Consequently a stiff or a crowded reel is worse than useless for this style of fly-fish- ing. It should pay out as fast and as smoothly as it is possible for it to do. Many hundreds of times have I been compelled to use my left hand to throw the reel-line out, and right freely too, in order to gain time to play the trout, not from the butt, but from the middle and top joints of the rod. At times, when trout run large, I have had most exciting sport, but have frequently run and lost two trout (sometimes three) for every one I have creeled; from this cause. If once I got my rod into position, 96 Wet- Fly Fishing I was pretty sure of killing that trout. I remember fishing the Tweed below Mertoun Bridge on one occasion, the wind being up stream. A Scottish parson (who could fish), when he saw me at work, waded in within a yard or two of me and tried to snatch the sport from under my very nose. At last he grew angry, and in an injured tone asked me what fly I was killing with. I waded ashore, showed him my own flies, and even gave him some out of the very same lot ; but, as he was so unsportsmanlike, I did not tell him the real secret of my success. I was holding the rod's point down stream, and quite close to the surface, gently " working" the flies in the manner described, and just under the waves. Had I killed half of the trout I hooked that day, I should have had a record basket. I did well as it was. Even when no trout are seen rising, I should be quite certain to try any fine sheet of fairly smooth water if not too deep} with a good rattling up-stream breeze meeting the current of the river in this way, for I can soon tell, with my experience, if it is no use. Indeed, it is only by the exercise of our ingenuity, that we wet-fly fishermen can at times, make a good basket, even in a river which is full The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 97 of trout. At other times one loses but few trout fishing in this way. This generally means that the wind is a moderate, but of course an up-stream one, and the current itself gentle ; for we have then a tolerably fair chance of getting the rod's point raised in time, and thus save each trout at the first wild burst, which is not so easy to do as it is to write about. I recall an incident which I men- tioned in one of my papers in the Fishing Gazette ? I was fishing the Deveron. The keeper was with me all day (the only day he ever was ; as his other duties tied him down too closely to permit of such a thing, save on the very rarest occasion). The river was low, very low ; and the part of the water I was fishing (for the first time) above Turriff, was a good deal thrashed. I had done less than usual, when we arrived at a spot where the waters rushed down from the pool above, in a kind of narrow, deep throat, thus causing an eddy on either side, and gradually forming a nice streamy pool. In no time, the water was almost carpeted with a late hatch of March Browns. The trout kept rising all over the place, in their usual mad manner, when the March Brown is in abundance. Of course H 98 Wet- Fly Fishing I did little or nothing, while the trout had such a large choice of natural flies. No one ever does, during any such glut, or surfeit, as this. I then began to cudgel my brains ; and my expedient was wholly original, so far as I was concerned. I saw that I was going to be badly beaten, and would return home with a miserable show of trout, unless I could hit upon some novel means of turn- ing defeat into victory. Was I capable of doing so ? At last, I decided to leave the trout to rise as they liked, and went down the river. Here the stream flowed gradually into the pool, with just a nice little breeze, rippling the surface. Off went my ordinary flies, and on went a small double-hooked midge, for the end fly, Green well's Glory, size 00, and a single fly, No. 1, for the dropper. Then a trout broke the surface ; and he at once took my double midge fly. In the end, I had 12 Ibs. of trout. The keeper stood by, watching me all the time, and expressed his surprise at the double midge fly, killing so well. Also, at my unusual tactics, in leaving so many rising trout, to go where almost none were to be seen feeding. Now, the problem worked out thus, in The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 99 rny mind. I argued, that the trout had by far too great a choice of flies at the top of the stream, even to look at any imitation of mine. At the neck, or throat, the wind first struck a miniature earth - cliff, or "scaur " (under the shadow of which I had been standing) ; and as it glanced off, across the rapid waters, I noticed how it frequently engulfed numbers of March Browns. Then, I argued further, that out of this hurly- burly, here and there a solitary FLOATING March Brown would also find itself carried into the pool round the bend; and I reflected after this fashion — If only a few stray floating flies sail down into the next pool, they will wake up the trout therein to a certainty, and this too, without the chance of such a surfeit as was all too evident at the throat of the stream. These stray flies, I argued, will set a trout feeding here, and another trout rising there ; than which condition of things, there is none so conducive to a heavy creel. Besides, a good many drowned flies would also be carried down stream. These, as they reached the stiller waters of the pool itself, would slowly sink, and thus give warning to every trout in the pool to look about also, for the few floating March ioo Wet- Fly Fishing Browns that were coming down from the rapids above. I confess that I expected more from the numbers of the submerged, drowned flies, than from the few (very few) living flies still left on the surface itself. Whatever may be said or thought of these motives or methods, they saved the day. The river was very low ; the trout were getting rather hard to catch, and I had done but lit tie. As I was taking off my waders, the keeper noticed a neighbouring proprietor, who was a first-class and very active fisher- man, and who often made very heavy baskets, a man as hard as nails, and a harder nut to crack. He had just fished up the very best of the water, and was making a few up-stream final casts, below Turriff Bridge, to wind up the day till his trap came. Down went the keeper to see him, and I fully expected to learn that he had made a heavy basket, as was his wont. To my surprise, he had done next to nothing. I at once asked the friendly keeper to take a little lot of the tiny " doubles " down to him, with my compli- ments ; and to say, from me, that, but for these, I also should have done next to nothing. He accepted the flies graciously, The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 101 with some surprise at their size, but I trust he has often had good reason to thank me for my introduction to the tiny " doubles." Had I used the same small flies, where the March Browns were in their thousands, I would not have benefited. The trout would have passed them by, scornfully. The real turning-point that day was just as I have indicated. Then came the intuitive feeling that I must use quite small flies; and I succeeded. I think I hear some reader say, " What a 'pow-wow' about 12 Ibs. of trout." Well! there was nothing very great in that, I admit ; a very ordinary basket, but not on that day. It is worth recording all the same; though I wish to observe that such tactics are by no means to be made the rule. I have a great difficulty in tearing myself away from free-rising trout. They fascinate me, I think. And it was only by a mighty effort, therefore, that I found myself at the pool below where so few trout were feeding, every one of which, however, was a taking fish, if well fished for. They had not known surfeit that day. The moral of the story amounts to this. Suppose you come upon a regular surfeit IO2 Wet -Fly Fishing of flies (and I have seen many such in my experience, particularly when the March Brown is well on), just do your best where you are. If, then, you find (as I have often done), that, during such a fly-festival, the trout know the real from the artificial, how- ever cleverly the latter is presented to them, and that they continue feeding upon the natural flies, whilst taking no notice what- ever of the cleverest imitation, then it is surely worth while to try the plan which succeeded with me, namely, to reel up and walk down to another part of the river, not too far distant, and there try your luck. I do not for one moment promise you success, for it was an out-of-the-way ex- pedient ; but I am sure you will find such tactics answer well, at times. Again, when the fly-fisher is caught in a gale of wind, especially the kind of gale that comes in wild blasts, how should he meet the situation ? The exposed places, particularly the portions of a river where the banks are steep and bare of trees — a gorge, in fact — these places are to be avoided then. The best thing he can do is to seek a sheltered nook, and there, per- chance, he may find some trout gently feeding, and be able to fish in comparative The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 1 03 comfort. Or he may find a pool where the force of the wind is greatly broken by the shelter of some friendly bend, and where, the wind being up stream, he can sink his flies, as already described. Thus he may fill his creel, which he could not very easily do, in the exposed parts of the river, during the gale. The angler may know all the rules — written and unwritten — but he must also know when to free himself from their bondage, and to allow his own intuitive instincts a free range. When trout are not rising, I, at times, draw a bow at a venture, and, forsaking the ordinary wet fly for the " sunk fly," I soon read the river's mind on the question. If it does not succeed, I do not necessarily continue it. If, when I am doing nothing worth speaking of, and am quite conscious that I have got the right flies, as regards pattern and size, and also that I am fishing fairly well, then I do think I would be a fool not to try, say for half an hour, sinking and working some soft-feathered winged or hackled fly as a mere " feeler," " to see how the wind blows." If, upon trial, I found the point of my rod boldly pulled down by a fine trout, and the reel in a fit of hysterics, IO4 We I -Fly Fishing screeching like a girl when a mouse runs over her foot, surely to continue my method is wisdom's choice, at least, so long as it succeeds. Sometimes it answers uncommonly well. If it does not, I return to more congenial and orthodox methods. Of course, if a hatch of flies presently transforms the scene, no one but a rank duffer would continue to sink the fly; as then, of course, the trout come quite near to the surface, and the endeavour must be to float rather than to sink the fly. Then, how glorious it is, when there is a good rise — not a mass of flies, for that invariably is fatal to great results, but just a fair sprinkling of flies, which serve only to stimulate the trout, rather than to satiate — and gorge them : to mark down any large-sized individual trout ; to get below them, to fish up, and, one by one, to basket the fish, till you have creeled half a score to a score of pounds-weight of trout. I can imagine nothing on earth more enjoyable than a time like this ; and it is in the hope that I may be the means of helping others to partake of many such pleasant hours, that I am writing this chapter at all. Wading trousers coming up to the waist The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 105 allow a tall man to command water which lie could not otherwise do. Many a fine basket of trout is got thus in large rivers, especially in the early spring — the angler perhaps not fishing more than one or two pools all the day, and yet filling his basket. And I unhesitatingly affirm that the same water fished by short waders, and reached only by long casts with a two-handed rod, of say 14 or 15 feet, would produce no such results ; as a long line sinks, and this, while trout are really on the surface, is as un- desirable as it is to fish the surface, when the trout are lying a little depth below it, in order to take the submerged insect as a drowned fly. It is this "war of wits" that lends to wet-fly fishing one of its peculiar charms. To know how and when to float, also how and when to slightly sink, or even to sink well the fly, so as to produce a successful result, must be the aim of the fishermen of our particular school, who literally "look below the surface." It is naturally pleasanter to walk with one's head erect ; but to stoop in order to conquer is, I maintain, quite sportsmanlike, especially when it becomes a necessity. I have no patience with those who will not " stoop," who perhaps do not know how to, and who, io6 Wei- Fly Fishing when the wet fly should be distinctly sunk, say that " they " would never sink it. The whole position is illogical and absurd. I honour the dry-fly purist, who never sinks a fly on principle ; but once a man admits the principle of fishing in our Northern rivers with the wet fly, to refuse to sink it, at times, rather more than is usual seems ridiculous. A wet fly can be, and generally is, fished quite near to the surface, but it is still submerged. A "sunk fly" is often two, three, or four inches under the surface (even more at times). Here may I give an emphatic word of warning to the beginner ? viz. let the " sunk fly " "be your crutch, not your staff " — in Sir Walter Scott's strong words : let it, in fact, be kept back ; nay, more, let it be withheld, till you realize that all other methods have failed on that day, and that you are badly beaten. And (unless some flies begin to hatch out and change the aspect of things materially) then I say boldly, try your luck with the sunk fly; and remember — For one man who understands how to do this, to advantage, there are twenty at least who do not, and whose sunk flies would The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 107 do no execution whatever, because they lack the requisite judgment and delicacy. Pools in any large river are usually fished differently to the streams. A river when brimful (as I have pointed out) is fished on very different lines from the methods employed when it has fallen to summer level. It is, to the fisherman, to all intents and purposes, another river then. Again, the force and direction of the wind are important factors which cannot be ignored. I have said that I dislike to fish a muddy river, even if it may be, as at times I am assured it is, a favourable time for big results. I have never found it so myself; but, beyond question, others have occasionally done so, and it is perfectly legitimate to take trout with the wet fly then. Choose, if you can, some broad and rather shallow pool. Any one wrho knows " Monks-Ford " * above Dryburgh, on the Tweed, and has seen it when a flood was subsiding, will bear witness that it is an exceptionally good place then, and is very easy to wade. Somehow, trout are often to be seen * It is now strictly preserved water. io8 Wet- Fly Fishing rising in such places, in a heavy water, as if to invite the angler to try his luck. But unless the angler knows it well, he must be very chary in attempting to wade a river when in flood — especially if he can- not swim — as a step into deep water, say in the Tweed, may prove a serious matter. Those who have never tried it, have no idea what it means to wade too far down-stream when the river is running full and flowing swiftly. It is fairly easy, so long as you can go onj and no serious hitch occurs; but if, suddenly, you step into a hole up to your waist, and, discovering your mistake, then have to turn and go back, and find deep water near shore, you will need all the muscular power your limbs possess, and you will need also, a cool head. Turning round is always difficult, and at times risky work; and to force your way back, inch by inch, with your waders full of water, is no holiday task, as I have found ere now. I speak from experience, for I was at one time so keen, that I often chanced it, and I have had some very anxious moments and even narrow escapes. Of all things, it is well to wear a good pair of boots, or brogues, with square-headed The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 109 iron, but never steeZ-headed nails. Steel slips terribly on the face of a smooth stone, and is to be avoided. Square - headed nails, set a little apart, give a better grip than do round-headed hobnails — called " tackets " in Scotland. Once I very nearly came to utter grief while wading Loch Griam, in Sutherland- shire. I had about 15 Ibs. of trout in my creel (18 Ibs. gross weight) at the time. A tempest had caused the water on the lee shore, where I was wading (keen as mustard and rather recklessly), to become thick and peaty. The crisis came, as I stepped forward quickly, to cast my flies, during a momentary lull, into the teeth of the wind. I had stepped up to the waist over a hidden danger — a bank of gravel and sand, with a slope only just sufficient to permit me to set my feet edge- ways thereon, which saved me. After this and other experiences of the kind, I invented my safety buckle, which I have found most valuable, as the fisherman can be relieved of his creel in a second, and this too without fatigue. The real poetry of fly-fishing comes in when the rivers are of normal volume and quite clear, and in quite large rivers, like no Wet- Fly Fishing the Tay or Tweed, even in a low water; for, remember, there are rivers and rivers. Wading up stream, which may be a perfectly easy matter in one, is such hard work in another, when fairly full, in particular, as to be only a waste of time and throwing away of energy. Beyond these considera- tions is the fact that wading against a very strong current makes twice as much dis- turbance in the water as wading with it ; and it is folly when it comes to that. While advocating wading and fishing up stream in a large river, I do not wish my meaning to be misinterpreted. Take, for example, the lower portions of the Tweed. How could any man wade all day against the force of that grand old river when full ? and even if he could, wherein would he benefit? Nothing so absurd shall be recommended by me. One must use common sense. Parts of the lower Tweed, even when running full and clear, can, of course, be waded up ; others must be waded downwards — yes, even when our flies are being thrown upwards, or up and across, and when the fisherman's face is turned towards the source. At the very beginning of the season, in bitterly cold weather, with hardly a fly to be seen, you The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 1 1 1 may, if you do it with skill, occasionally score by fishing down stream; but, rather than preach and teach the practice of down-stream fishing, I would lay down my pen, and burn my manuscript. I return with relief to the fishing of our Scottish rivers when normal, or even below normal in volume, and clear as crystal. It is a real and high pleasure to make a good basket, under such conditions. My rule, then, is to wade up, and to fish up in all places where it is at all feasible. The larger the river, the less the opportunity presents itself to fish little nooks, eddies, runs, and turns, and, in fact, all the charm- ing " bits " which all born fishermen so love. In a quite low river, there is a nearer approach to all this, than at any other time. As I have already mentioned, large Scottish rivers, when abnormally low, are fished very much after the principles and methods adopted by the wet-fly fisherman, when fishing his own tributary streams — " wraters," in fact. I shall now presume that I am dealing with the subject, not in the too early spring, when trout are flabby, and the sport H2 Wet- Fly Fishing of catching them is questionable, but when they are in condition. The lateness or the reverse of the fishing season, on any particular river, depends on many circum- stances; its height above the sea-level, for one. For instance, one river I once knew well (in Perthshire) does not begin to fish till May Day, as a rule ; whilst in others, quite as far north, fly-fishing towards the middle of May, is already getting somewhat past its best. In the choice of flies, my rule is to consult Nature first. Frequently, how- ever, this rule must be ignored, the trout preferring one of the droppers, for some quite unaccountable reason, it being wholly unlike the natural fly of the hour. Even when a dropper has been tied on gut much too stout, I have seen the trout evince such a preference for it, that I have placed its fellow as the tail fly, and at once found the change beneficial. I feel sure of one thing, and I wish it to be noted care- fully, that our artificial flies, in wet-fly fish- ing, are not presented to a trout's vision, in the same manner as when they are floated over them dry, and with their wings cocked. I shall take away the breath of some purist anglers when I say that, often when I wish The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 1 13 my fly to sink one or two inches as soon as thrown, I deliberately take the wings and hackle between the fore-finger and thumb of my right hand, and, having wet my fingers well, rub the feathers thoroughly. Especially has this discovery of mine been found to be useful, in fine and calm weather, when the smallest midge-flies, "doubles " or even " singles," were to the front. If the learner will take a fly, and place it dry in a tumbler of water, he will find that it is largely kept from sinking by reason of air-bells. The wings look as if they were coated with a thin layer of glass, whilst small bells get entangled amongst the fibres of the hackle. These air-bubbles, I am certain, often make the trout needlessly suspicious of a wet fly. The bubbles get completely rubbed out, partly because the wet finger and thumb, thus deprive the feathers of their natural oil. Be that as it may, I boldly avow that when I have observed trout shyly regarding small midge- flies, newly put on, I have rubbed the feathers well with wetted finger and thumb, and have begun to basket them rapidly immediately afterwards. A drowned and bedraggled natural fly must surely present a very different appearance to the beauteous i ii4 Wet-Fly Fishing object upon which the sun's rays seemed "to shine too rudely" but a short time previously. Also, may not trout sometimes get sick of a surfeit of one particular fly ? I always endeavour to catch one of the flies just as the rise begins, and if I have got a good imitation in my book, I give to it the place of honour — the tail fly, or stretcher. If it does not kill well, I go on changing that tail fly, till I succeed. The words of a distinguished physician, are very appropriate, at such times : " 'Tis at best but shrewd guessing!" The correct fly for the day at last becomes a certainty, and, this point once decided, I continue fishing steadily and uninterruptedly. How delightful it is to find the trout feeding gently, but meaning business — say, on the further side, where the pool slumbers under the very shadow of the bank. There must be no bungling here. Every cast must be true, and in its place. I have said that fishing up stream with the fly, at times, becomes a sheer absurdity, during a strong down-stream wind. This is especially so when a rapid stream brings the line racing towards the angler, like a boat before the wind. When a light wind, or even an ordinary The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 1 1 5 breeze, is blowing across and in my face from the opposite bank, I cast the fine gut collar in the teeth of the wind ; and what may seem unaccountable and strange is that I have often found the zone of calm close to the other bank — which the wind cannot strike, as it is blowing towards me —the deadliest place of all. From the over- hanging bank, perchance, insects drop, or are blown, into the water. So, if you cast your fly (by " cheating the wind") right under the further bank; you will probably be rewarded. It is very pretty fishing, but it needs an experienced fisherman to do it well. How naturally you find yourself stoop- ing as you attack any shallow piece of water, every foot of which must be fished up. Here judicious wading greatly aids the angler. It is a common thing to see an other- wise good angler wading ashore with each good trout, when, by such a plan as the one I use (and invented) the trout can be netted and basketed just where he is wading, and with perfect ease too. He thus loses no time, and can fish uninterruptedly — an advantage too obvious to be open to criticism. 1 1 6 Wet- Fly Fishing Occasionally trout may be observed lying close to the very margin of a large bed of gravel, nipping up the " sand " and " cow-dung " flies, which are blown across the dry bed towards the river; and when this is observed, the hint should be acted upon instantly. The fisherman should stalk these feeding trout, stooping, or even crawling on hands and knees, and whipping the thin edges of the stream upwards, but never allowing the line to dwell for more than one or two seconds on the surface. It was in this way that I hooked the largest trout I ever killed with a small No. 2 fly, in the Tweed, and which weighed 5 Ibs. 1 oz. He seemed to be lying in water scarcely sufficient to cover him. He seized and held the fly as it crossed his nose, giving no indication of a "rise " whatever. It was therefore with some surprise that I found myself dashing into the river up to the tops of my waders, throwing out the reel line with my left hand the while, as he rushed across a grand salmon cast into the pool below — " The Webs"— "The Woabs," as old Slater, the fisherman, used to call it. But for " observation," I should never have even seen that trout. The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly i 1 7 N.B. — Some men would have been wading just where he was feeding. This leads me to observe that the shallow edge, on the side of a deepish but rapid run, is far too often passed over, save by the angler's wading-boots. When a large trout is hungry, and there is no hatch of flies to attract his atten- tion, he often goes prowling around the edges, where he can pick up flies, creepers, fresh-water shrimps, and minnows ; and if, while he is feeding, a fly is skilfully pre- sented by a quite invisible angler, he will take it. Then look out, if your tackle is fine ! The man, I repeat, who simply " sweeps " or " combs " a river mechani- cally, loses many of the details which are so distinctly delightful to the true sportsman. When a large river like the Tweed is pretty full, yet clear, or at most porter or port wine in colour, one of the places which should always be carefully fished up, is where the waters seem to pause, ere they glide from the pool above, into the stream below. This on Tweedside is called "the hing — " Anglice " the hang." Doubtless the trout here pick up many a dainty tit-bit ere it gets swept away into the rapid stream, or streams, immediately n8 Wet- Fly Fishing below. I remember quite well, how, in the river Tummel, in the old days, I used to succeed in a signal manner, when thus fish- ing ; and indeed in no river, before or since, have I found feeding trout so constantly lying in "the hang," as in this charming river. Our flies must always be allowed to float, or sink, with the natural current of the river. Any unnatural drag, or aimless and stupid trailing around, of the flies, means failure. It was difficult ; and there- fore most pleasurable fishing to me. Of course, when the trout were rising at the natural fly, the method of attack was directness and simplicity itself, to an old hand. Standing a little below, the cast was delivered so that the flies alighted six inches above the rise, and were allowed simply to sail down for a yard or so. Here, it is a point of immense importance to know how to pick your line off any short hing, without giving the slightest note of alarm. Needless to add, the line should be lifted, with the point of the rod turned downwards. The angler must not stand above the place to be fished, else the flies will travel in the arc of a circle, and are never taken properly, then. I The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 1 1 9 repeat, that the whole aim of the fisherman should be, to allow his flies to glide down naturally, without the remotest circling or trailing across; and, if this is properly done, when a trout is lying a few inches under the surface, he quietly sucks the fly in. He bolts, when he finds himself hooked, by the action of the strong under-current. These places often " fished well," even when no trout were breaking the surface of that fine river ; but why, I have little or no idea. The most desirable fishing is, when, from the breadth and volume of the river, the hang is one of considerable length and width, and where the fall, into the stream below, is very gradual, not abrupt. Then, when a few flies begin to disport themselves on the surface, we have the prospect of a piece of the most charming fly-fishing possible in any large river. In this con- nection, I am only too glad to be able to mention a case in point. The fisherman was not, in this instance, E. M. Tod, but a very old and dear friend of his. He waded in below " the hing," and used only one fly — the stretcher — a thing we all do occasionally. The fly was Greenwell's Glory, tied on tiny 00 double hooks, by 120 Wet-Fly Fishing Forrest & Sons, of Kelso. He was re- luctant to speak of it, even to me, but at last I got the exact details. They convey to me the idea of an absolutely perfect afternoon's fly-fishing. There was not a breath of wind on "the hing." Also it was quite flat water, and Tweed trout are cunning old dogs; yet in less than three hours my old friend had creeled twenty-three trout, which weighed 16 Ibs. 12 ozs. ; his best dozen weighing 12 Ibs. 12 ozs. With large flies (March browns) in the early spring, such a basket and average on the Tweed would be one to be proud of; but, under the particular circumstances, it was a remarkable performance, one I myself never saw equalled on that river in my life, taking into consideration the whole details now given, the " average," not least. He, of course, knew how to cast and how to place his fly — very few better. When trout are feeding on the surface : (1) wade gently; (2) make each cast a true one ; (3) cast up and across (at times straight up) ; (4) don't sink your flies more than you can help, because trout at present are expecting to see the natural insect floating down with gauzy wings erect on The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 121 the surface ; (5) cast repeatedly, and when a trout takes the fly, tighten the line instantly rather than " strike : " then up with the point of the rdd and get command of your trout as soon as you can ; (6) finally, net him, if possible, just where you are standing, in the water. Methodically con- tinue to search the hang step by step across the river, and back again, till you have fished it completely out. Use two or even three flies. I prefer two flies placed six feet apart, when I am fishing in a dead calm, or wherever trout are over-fished, to the usual three flies one yard apart ; but I use, at times, only one. It is a very consoling thing, when one re- turns with a light creel, to blame the weather. As a rule, the best sky is a uniformly grey one (" a grey day " is proverbial) ; the clouds not low, but high ; the day bracing, not bitterly cold. In early spring, a blink of sunshine now and again is very desirable ; but in May or June, a hot sun with large towering white " cumulus " clouds (full of electricity, doubtless) is not a propitious day for fly-fishing. A bright sunny day icithout a single cloudy but with a gentle breeze blowing up stream, I have often found excellent. A dark, lowering day, 122 Wet- Fly Fishing the clouds floating near to the earth's sur- face ; or a day with a heavy mist, are seldom propitious for the fly-fisherman. Rain, again, is a very queer factor — very queer, indeed — for or against our sport. Sometimes, during rain, trout rise well; and, occasionally, I have done well, even on a dark, misty, lowering day. Hope is the angler's angel ! Who, with a long experience of Scottish rivers, is not familiar with that peculiar phenomenon for which it is so hard to find fitting words ? It is best illustrated by one of my many experiences. I was giving a lesson to a worthy clergy- man one dull afternoon, on the Deveron. I made an unusually poor show of it on that day. Trout would not rise ; and if, perchance, they came for my fly, it was in a lazy, sleepy sort of fashion. It re- minded one of a used-up young man who, towards the close of the London season, sits out his dances. I had seen the same phenomenon before, and said to my clerical pupil, " I feel convinced that we are in for a flood." "How so, Mr. Tod?" "I judge by the way the trout are behaving to-day," I answered. The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 1 23 Next day, down came the river, sure enough ! Whether barometric pressure is the cause, or whether the trout taste the first whiff of the fresh water, I cannot say : the effect is the same. We have much to learn, and the trout, if well and patiently studied, will help us in our inquiries. I do not regard wet-fly fishing as one of the exact sciences. The conditions of climate, soil, eleva- tion, and consequently of the natural food- supply in one river are often very much at variance with those in another. This fact cannot be too well grasped. If it be not understood, the angler who fishes many rivers will fail in some, and fail ladly too. In certain of our Scottish rivers, much of the sport in April, is got by fishing slightly under, and occasionally well under the sur- face ; while in other rivers deep fishing will yield but a poor result, and one must be content to make nearly all one's hay while the sun shines, i.e. while the rise of the natural fly is on. Per contra, it is often the other way up. Early in May, on the river Tummel, I have gone out day after day, and though nothing approaching a rise of flies was to be seen ; yet, with the artificial fly only, I invariably returned 124 Wet- Fly Fishing with a good basket of trout, averaging two to the pound. The weather there on May Day, 1877, reminded me of mid- winter, snow and frost prevailing, and the wind almost enough to produce frost-bitten fingers. The sunk fly was therefore the only chance. A few flies of my own tying, did so well that I must give their dressing. No. 1 is a hackled fly, and made thus : body, yellow tying silk, waxed. The glossy neck-feather of the cock starling, wound round twice, formed the hackle ; and immediately under this I added a very tiny ball of green pea- cock herl. (2) Another good fly had the same body and hackle, but no peacock herl, and a single upright wing (tied in a neat bunch) taken from the quill-feather of the starling, the inside of the feather being kept outside carefully. (3) Another fly was dark quill body, black hen hackle, and the inside of a starling's wing for wing. (4) Greenwell's Glory I am never with- out, so you may be sure it was in constant use. On the Deveron I have made a higher aggregate than in the last-named river, but never have I loved any stream more than I did the river Tuminel. Probably my The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 125 success there was largely owing to my love for, and knowledge of, the river, its fishing, and its romantic surroundings. Lest I be accused (like the heathen) of " conceiving a vain thing," I may remark that few anglers have been more frequently beaten, yes, hopelessly and entirely beaten, by the trout, than myself. All my angling diaries prove this. Especially has this been so when I have been fishing the Tweed and the Teviot, for any length of time, con- tinuously. For, in these hard-poached and harder-fished rivers — open to all, night and day — the state of the river itself, and of the weather, is often unfavourable for sport, and the daily record; till some change occurs, such as a big flood to sweep the river-bed clean, is apt to prove disappointing. At times, one's holiday begins under very favourable conditions, and we go home, when our two or three weeks have come to an end, little thinking how much our success has been due to circumstances entirely beyond our control. Here is an instance. On my first visit to the Cumberland Eden (it was rather late in the season it is true) the river was never once in condition. In disgust, I went on a tour through the Lake District for four or five days, and 126 Wet- Fly Fishing returned, feeling sure that, at last, I would have a beautifully clear stream, with both water and barometer " in a settled state/' and then . . . R-K-Bevenge ! I arrived in the evening, only to find that a storm, in the hills, had again made it muddy. Bach time it began to clear, this occurred. Not one single big cleansing flood followed, but a series of small risings. Coming after a prolonged drought, these merely stirred up all the filth, and sickened the trout. I had a very poor record for that yearly holiday trip. I however returned, and more than made up for my former ill luck, by my next two holiday trips, on that charming river. Under the title of " Eeminiscences of an Old Angler, " the Fishing Gazette pub- lished, in 1893, the record of all my diaries. Any one can see that the records were uncooked, as they contain some miserably small entries. Of course I might fish only for an hour, and yet give the reader the idea of a whole day's fishing. When a man starts, say, on a June morning, at dawn, and fishes till it is dark, and calls that " a day's fishing," I smile. With no wish to detract from the The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 127 deserved fame of that very famous Scottish angler, and excellent angling-writer, whose praises I am ever ready to sing wherever the wet fly holds sway, one can hardly help being tickled at the quaint humour of the Aberdeenshire gamekeeper, who summed up Mr. Stewart's notion of "a day's fishing " in these words, "Ay! twenty-fowr hoors o' creepin' an* crawlin' ! " Seven to eight hours is nearer my idea of a good long day. I have made some of my best baskets of fish, when out for four or five hours, most of the trout being killed in one or two hours, every moment of which, however, meant incessant and energetic application. So long as men are true to themselves, so long will they deal openly with others ; and the man who in open water tells you of the abnormal length of his " day's fishing " in connection with any extra large basket of trout he may bring home, disarms criti- cism. I imagine that Stewart made no secret of such things. His reputation certainly did not necessitate any such feeble tactics. I am aware that some good Scottish angling clubs have strict rules, and no gentleman would or could fish before or after 128 We (-Fly Fishing the stipulated time in such competitions; but all men are not gentlemen, and angling clubs are not all equally strict in carrying out their rules. I recall, while fishing the Isla, at Glenisla, seeing the members of an angling club from Dundee, weighing at the hotel, one Saturday evening. Some of them told me quite frankly, that they had begun fishing the night before ! Some had fished " the Shee," others "the Isla," and all had used worm, live minnow, " fly," etc. It is true that they had fished only " one day," but when a man fishes all these hours and withholds the fact, while swaggering about his big baskets ; I maintain that he is not a sports- man. The least that a man can do when he gets a more than usually large basket of trout thus, and speaks of it, is to add, " But, of course, I fished from sunrise to sunset ! " and that, in June, means a very long day indeed. May I add, with absolute truth, that my best baskets have been generally quite easy to make, so far as the skill went. What I mean by such a statement is simply this — the water was clear, and the weather "settled." Then the trout were "keen The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 1 29 as mustard," or "fair daft." Add to this, energetic action, not a single moment wasted, while the trout were " on the job." Such things have as much to do with it as mere skill. The days which cling to my memory now, are some during which I have had all my work cut out, and have only just managed to get a fairly good basket of trout — sometimes getting only a few large and shy trout. Anything out of the common, also, seems to remain in my memory, when the mere catching of many trout is prac- tically forgotten. I will indicate the kind of thing I mean by " anything unusual," etc. And I am thankful to add that I can write freely about this, as it did not occur to myself, but to a better man. Many years ago I told the tale in the pages of the Fishing Gazette. Many interesting letters followed, all of which are still preserved by me, in a scrap- book of rather large dimensions, much of it from my own pen. My old preceptor, " Mark Aitken," " fisherman " to the (then) Marquis of Lothian, was one of the very finest wet-fly experts I ever saw, and an absolutely reliable man. One day he was particularly anxious to get a good basket 130 Wet-Fly Fishing of trout — I think to send up to the "Big Hoose" (Monteviot). He had fished some distance down the river Teviot, and was completely beaten. Naturally he grew anxious, for he did not like to report that he had caught no fish — probably for a dinner party. Jogging home disconsolate, he observed a few trout rising on the further side of a still pool, overhung by trees. Instantly, he saw a chance of retrieving his ill luck. He was using, as was his wont, but two flies, six feet apart. His tail fly was "woodcock and hare lug," dressed by himself, but with a single wing. Judging his distance, he put this fine fly over a rising trout, without result; another and yet another rising trout, were in their turn duly wooed, but were not won. I think I can see that patient, calm old face, as he was obliged to admit his defeat at the hand of his "slim" enemy. The trout kept feeding steadily, but would not take his flies. In his despair, he waded right in amongst them, and discovered, to his surprise, that the trout were not rising at any fly, or flies, but, instead, upon small round seeds, which were occasionally showered upon the pool from some breeze-shaken boughs, overhanging The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 131 the river. And, I remember his saying, that he gave up all hope then, and waded ashore. It occurred to him, to remove the wing entirely ; and then, with the nails of his forefinger and thumb, he plucked the hare's ear body, till, what with the tying silk, and the remaining hare's ear, it resembled a round knob, tied on a bare hook. He also removed " the dropper," and with no hope of any substantial success, once more set to work. It was, to him, truly a forlorn hope. A good trout rose ! This time, however, he secured the trout ; and not only did he do so, but he filled his big black varnished creel nearly full — about 20 Ibs. of trout ! Would I had been there to see him at work. What a treat ! Every cast would be in its place ; no flurry, and no loss of time. Ah, when shall I ever see his like ! He was a very experienced and clever fisher- man, yet this was a wholly new experience ; nor, so far as I am aware, did he ever have a repetition of it. I have fished about fifty years, and I cannot remember, save once, observing trout feeding on seeds. This was on a pool called " Bedlam Home," on the Eden, in Cumberland, and just below Kirkoswald. 132 Wei-Fly Fishing I may add that my statement was met by some doubters. I waited patiently, and soon had the corroborative evidence of several good anglers : for instance, Mr. William Fawcett (a member of the Horn- castle Angling Association) wrote thus to the Fishing Gazette: — " Fishing in one of the chalk streams in the North of this County, in July last ('86), I caught a well- fed, handsome trout, of about f of a Ib. weight. On taking my fly out of its mouth, I was surprised to see the throat and mouth full of small round, but flat seeds," etc. Another correspondent kindly directed my attention to the scientific side of the question, thus : — " In ' London's Encyclo- paedia of Plants ' he especially names as very greedily eaten by geese, ducks, and fish, especially trout, the seeds of the follow- ing plants. ' Name, Glyceria : Natural coun- try, Britain : Locality, ponds : ' (signed) Kobert Boots, Hon. Secy., Portsmouth Waltonians." Before I close this chapter on " River fishing with the wet fly," I should like to say a few words more. I have attempted to condense into a few pages, not only the experiences, but the The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Fly 133 memories, of a lifetime ; and that, too, at a time when my memory is confessedly not what it used to be. It will not fail to be noticed, in the three chapters on "Burns," "Waters," and " Eivers," that I have not gone on the plan of other angling writers. I have not, for instance, devoted several pages to teaching the beginner how to throw the line, on paper, because I think that such lessons are practically useless. Fancy teaching a young fellow, who was going to Australia, how to use " the stockwhip," by written directions ! I have seldom mentioned flies, gut lines, and so forth, in describing how to fish pool, stream, and quiet eddy. I shall deal with all these presently. Where I have men- tioned a few flies — in the process of illustrat- ing a lesson, and, I trust, thus making it not only less dry, but more interesting — the reader may be sure that I have named flies well worth taking a note of. When we were small boys, my elder brother and myself were already keen fishermen. He died in 1874 : but left behind him a small but capital little work, entitled, "Tod's Trout Fishing Guide to the Streams in the Isle of Man." It is 134 Wet-Fly Fishing long ago out of print, but I have my own copy still. He dedicated it " To my only brother and a Brother Angler, whose Rod and Line are always his Best and Constant Companions" — a description which fitted me exactly, in those days. Quite twenty years after the book was written ; a friend of his, a great autho- rity on yachting, and the President of the Isle of Man Angling Association (the late Mr. Sam J. Harris), edited and brought out, in a cheap form, my brother's small work. Talking of throwing the fly : we were both, as lads, fond of going into the garden, rod in hand ; and I feel convinced, that in no way can a beginner learn more quickly than by constant practice on a well-kept lawn, throwing at some definite mark, with unwearying patience and determination. When the river is exchanged for the lawn, he will then find out how much he had gained by hard practice ; perchance, even as a man of formed habits, who has taken up fly-fishing somewhat late in life. I practised what I preach. The rest can only come, by degrees. I wish I could convince all young fly-fisher- men to use light clubs daily, to develop The Fishing of Rivers with the Wet Ply 135 wrist-power, as I did till I could cast in the teeth of the wind quite easily. A strong wrist makes a delicate fly-fisherman. This is a truism — which has its significance. CHAPTEE V. A LIST OF STBEAMS FISHED BY THE AUTHOB. As I am about it, I think I may as well give a list of the various streams I have angled in since boyhood ; and to simplify matters, I shall divide them into three : A, repre- senting those quite familiar, old and tried friends; B} streams which I have a toler- able but not extensive knowledge of, or have only fished long ago and have lost touch with ; and C, those that I have only fished from a day to a week, which, in my opinion, constitutes but a slight acquaintance. AB indicates, as in the case of the "Don," streams, once pretty familiar, but much forgotten now; and £0, streams even less familiar or well remembered. SCOTLAND. Aberdeenshire. — The Don, AB. Deveron, A ; and Ugie, E. The Schoolhouse-Burn, C (in the "Cabrach" of the Deveron), which I fished with fly, once only. I killed 9 Ibs. of trout that day. A List of Streams fished by the Author 137 Argyllshire. — The Orchy, C. Benvickshire.—TliQ Whitadder, C. Buteshire. — (Isle of Arran) Glen Sannox Burn, (7, fished only in boyhood. Dumfriesshire— -The Esk, B, and Liddle, (7. Edinburghshire. — The Almond, B (now ruined). Gala, C. The Water of Leith, C. Gogar Burn, C. Carlops Burn, B. Ninemile Burn, C ; and I must name the first burn I ever fished, the Braid Burn, in the outskirts of Edinburgh row. My father (only) had permission to fish with fly the Hermitage portion. Fifeshire.— ThQ Eden, C. Keneley Burn, B. Drill Burn, B. Forfarshire.—ThQ Upper Isla, 4, at Glenisla at same place. Haddingtonshire. — The Tyne, C. Inverness-shire.— The Ness, B (at Inverness). Lanarkshire. — The Clyde, BC (at Abington, and Lam- ington only, and when young ; much forgotten now). Peelleshire. — The Tweed, AB, and its tributaries, Manor Water, AB, and Glenrath Burn, AB. Eddlestone Water, AB. Leithen Water, AB. Quair Water, BC ; and other burns, forgotten now. Perthshire.— The Tay, B. The Tummel, A. The Dochart, B. The Lower Isla, B, and the Dean, C (at Meigle). The Gaur, C, and various burns. Innerhadden, C ; Schoolhouse, (7, etc., feeders of the Upper Tummel. Roxburghshire. — The Tweed, A, and Teviot, A. Jed Water, A. Oxham Water, A, and Kale Water, A. Sutherlandshire.—The Inchard, BC. The Navar, A. The Mallard, BC. Syre Burn, BC. ENGLAND. Cumberland. — The Eden, A. Northumberland. —The Coquet, C. Derbyshire. — The Dove, B, and Manifold, C. Borders of Lancashire and Yorkshire. — The Kibble, C. Sussex.— The Ouse, B. Hampshire.— The Test, C, and Itchin, C. 138 Wet-P*ly Fishing ISLE OF MAN. The " Doo," the " Glass," and some other smaller streams, now forgotten by the author in the lapse of years. (N.B. — The junction of these two small rivers gives the name of " Douglas " to the capital.) It is over forty years since I fished in the Isle of Man, in the company of my (late) elder brother, who was a capital fisherman, and who was the writer of the small yet valuable handbook already mentioned. Through the courtesy of the late Mr. S. J. Harris, then the President of the Isle of Man Angling Club, I was elected an honorary member several years ago. GERMANY. THE BLACK FOREST. River Wutach. I have already mentioned this angling resort. The head-quarters of the Bad Boll Fishing Club is a very comfortable hotel, with a lofty and spacious Salle-a manger. I spent ten days there, in 1895, as the guest of my old friend B -n. I had been very ill, and still was weak. Therefore I was not often on the war-path. Notwithstanding this, I had a few excellent days' fishing notably one with my friend, at Achdorf Mill. CHAPTER VI. "THE ANGLER'S EQUIPMENT." THE question of rods and tackle generally is not an enticing subject to me. One is so apt to drift into a sort of reproduction of the usual fishing-tackle maker's catalogue. Indeed, I was half inclined to think that the best thing would have been simply to select the catalogues of a few undeniably good fishing-tackle makers, recommend them to the angling world in general, and be done with the whole business. This view, however, is not the one generally accepted, and so I am compelled to make a few remarks on rods and tackle generally. There is a good deal to be said for cane- built rods, provided that the angler can afford to pay for the very best. A cheap split-cane rod is a thing to avoid ; a good ordinary rod, made of wood, being twice as reliable. 140 Wet- Fly Fishing Messrs. Hardy Brothers' cane-built rods are so well known, that to mention the subject at all without mentioning their names would seem to me to be quite impossible. The question of steel-centred or not steel-centred rods is one, however, which I am not prepared to go into. I am inclined to favour a cane-built rod without the steel centre for wet-fly work. For salmon-fishing I feel sure that steel- centred rods will kill " a fish " quicker, but I am dealing with trout-fishing, and that with the wet-fly, and I fail to see any real advantage in the steel centre. Eods of well-seasoned and suitable wood have served me well, and I myself require none other. Messrs. Forrest & Sons, of Kelso, and of 24, Thomas Street, Grosvenor Square, London, have built rods for me since the year 1860, and I should be ungrateful and even unfair if I did not say, and say plainly, that I never wish to handle better rods. Indeed, all my rods have been made by that firm. They have stood the severest tests, the wood being well seasoned and all de- fective pieces most carefully excluded. The joints (the weak point in all cheap rods) never seem to give way. In fact, with fair usage, these rods last for a generation, if " The Anglers Equipment" 141 not longer. They are as delicate as they are powerful — in good hands, of course. As for the " style " of a rod, every man seems to have his peculiar fancy. Stewart liked a stiff rod for wet-fly fishing, whilst some anglers like a rod of the Castle-Connell type. Others, again, prefer one which holds no sort of comparison with either of these rods. The rod which may suit A. may not necessarily suit B. Nothing that the rod- maker can do will ever get rid of one difficulty ; namely, the personal element. Messrs. Forrest & Sons some years ago paid me the compliment of naming " The Tod Eod," after one built by the firm, and with which I had done great execution. I like it myself immensely, but, unless it suits the hand of the fly-fisher, I am not so foolish as to think that it will prove accep- table. There are many other excellent rod-makers. I name Messrs. Turnbull & Co., of 60, Princes Street, Edinburgh, for one firm. Mr. Turnbull, senior, served his apprenticeship with old Mr. Forrest, of Kelso, and he who has been Us apprentice, is quite sure to have been well and carefully trained. He was afterwards, for years, manager to my old friend, the late Mrs. Hogg, of Princes Street, Edinburgh, my 142 We I- Fly Fishing earliest rod-and-tackle purveyor, a person whom I held in very high esteem. I have been kindly admitted to inspect the workshops of Messrs. Forrest & Sons, and also of Messrs. Turnbull & Co., and I can vouch for the fact that they are in a position (each of them) to turn out rods and flies to pattern, equal to those of any firm I am acquainted with. They are both thoroughly practical, experienced, and reliable men, and, for the rest, " Good wine needs no bush " ! Mr. Malloch, of Perth, is also an excellent fishing-rod and tackle maker, and of him it may be said that as a practical angler, "what he doesn't know is not worth knowing.'7 I may add, that he is a stranger to me, save that I have corresponded with him occasionally on business matters, but to leave his name out would seem rather odd, since he is probably one of the very best all- round anglers in the whole of Scotland. On Loch Leven his angling feats are matters of history ; and who does not know the Malloch Eeel ? May I venture to add a word of general caution ? It is, to the inexperienced angler, a very valuable word. Mr. Cotton- Walton is a very well-known trout-fisher, and has written a book ; or, like myself, has written " The Anglers Equipment" 143 oceans of current angling literature. Being in the habit of having his fishing-rods built by a certain maker, he naturally is in the custom of mentioning that maker's name, in connection with his sport. No good angler is such a fool as to continue using weapons made by any one rod-maker, for twenty, thirty, or forty years, unless he finds them serviceable and reliable. Now, observe how it works out. Mr. Tyro reads the book, or, it may be, the article. He then goes to Mr. Cotton- Walton's rod-maker and orders a rod ; but he does so without even mentioning Mr. Cotton-Walton's name. What man of the world thinks it a likely thing that any rod-maker turns out all his rods to one pattern or " style." The thing is ridiculous on the face of it. Mr. Tyro comes in, as a mere stranger, and begins turning over and trying rod after rod, till at last he " thinks" he has got one to his mind, is it in human nature for the salesman, however honest he may be, to say to him, " I think, sir, you have not made the wisest selection," and thus, per- chance, miss the sale of a rod ? I feel sure that the tired-out, though polite, fishing- tackle maker, is often very heartily sick of the whole wearisome business. 144 Wet-Fly Fishing I think when one is, after many years of faithful adherence to his own rod-maker, recommending him to others, he should deposit his favourite rod, till a pattern in the rough is built, and registered. In this way alone can a satisfactory result be arrived at, and this, I may add, has been done in the case of "The Tod Rod," in Messrs. Forrests' catalogue. It gives an idea at once, of the style of weapon used and recommended by " Mr. Tod," which is an important matter to the would-be pur- chaser. There is another thing (and here I will have all the rod-makers with me !) — when a beginner has purchased a rod, he cannot be expected to use it properly at first, and he is very apt to hand it to others^ in order to obtain their opinion. In time he gets so many, and, I may add, such contradictory opinions given to him, that at last he begins to hate the very sight of that rod ! Accept a story from real life. A young man, aged twenty-one, who was already able to throw a good line, hearing the fame of a local Scottish rod- maker in the county where he happened to be residing at the time, went to his shop one market-day, in the month of April, 1880. There he ordered a fly-rod. To his The Anglers Equipment" 145 dismay, he was calmly told that " he would have to wait his turn, as orders were already numerous, and could only he executed in rotation. " This was a severe blow, as the trout-fishing season had commenced, and he, being young and keen, was " eager for the fray." Seeing his dilemma, the kind- hearted old rod-maker, taking up from a corner, an all but brand-new fly-rod, ad- dressed the young man as follows : " Here is a rod which I made to order for a gentle- man. He has returned it on my hands, saying that he does not fancy its action. If you like it, you can have it now." The youth tried it, and, without hesita- tion, instantly closed with the offer. That youth (?) is now a grandfather, and is writing these lines ; while he who sold me the rod, (old Mr. Forrest, the founder of the firm,) has long since joined the majority. Mr. Stewart (the author of the " Practical .er ") considered that stiffness and light- ness were the two great requisites in a fly- rod. In this I am, personally, unable to agree with Mr. Stewart, since I consider that a rod which is "as stiff as a poker" can never have much sweetness or delicacy in casting the fly, and is not at all a suitable style of rod, especially when 4X L 146 Wei- Ply Fishing or 5X drawn gut is used, and the trout run of large size. There can be little or no " give and take " in a very stiff rod. One must remember that 4X and 5X, and indeed all " drawn " gut was wholly unknown in Mr. Stewart's day. Mr. Stewart is perfectly right when he says that a very weak, pliant rod, is useless for casting in the teeth of the wind, a thing which I myself seldom experience much difficulty in doing ; for, although " The Tod Bod" is not built on such a model as Stewart loved, it pos- sesses backbone, which means that it has good driving-pouter, whenever it is called upon. Nevertheless, it likewise possesses the delicacy, which is almost as essential. " The Tod Kod," I may explain, is made up thus. The butt and middle joints are of hickory, and the top of greenheart. All greenheart doubtless makes a splendid rod for salmon-fishing, but it has certain objec- tions in a fly-rod used for trout-fishing, especially with very fine tackle. It is un- deniably a heavy wood, and sometimes is liable to brittleness. Last, but not least, it does not yield easily and gently to a plunging acrobatic trout, as hickory does. An old Scotch fisher- man (" Will Tait ") once described, in words "The Angler's Equipment" 147 which I have never forgotten, such a rod. " They are owre ' steely ; they greenheart rods." Anglice, "They are too steel-like in their action." And, as I was using at the time a greenheart rod, built by an English maker, whilst " Will" stood looking on, I felt how exactly it conveyed to me the idea then uppermost in my mind, and as no word had ever done before. The length and weight of a rod must necessarily depend upon the power of the angler's wrist and forearm, as also, doubtless, upon his experience or non-experience as a fly- fisher. The beginner, let me remark, should never begin with a rod which he cannot wield with ease to himself. If he does, he cannot expect to make rapid progress, nor will he get into a good style of fishing; for the man whose rod is too long and too heavy for his comfortable use, is continually scheming how he can ease his tired muscles, a thing which is quite fatal to good casting, and even more so to neat " striking." The " strike " should come from the angler's wrist, never from the arm. A man may have a powerful arm, yet possess a weak hand and wrist ; but, whoever strikes with his arm, is certain to do it clumsily, and 148 Wet-Fly Fishing will have a long list of casualties. There- fore, I repeat, let the beginner be content to begin with a shortish rod, light and therefore easily managed, of say 10 foot. In the course of time, when he feels equal to it, let him then purchase a rod of 11 foot, or even of 11J foot, for the fishing of large rivers ; but, whatever rod he may elect to use, he must be its master. If the rod masters him, he loses rather than gains by the heavier and longer weapon, seeing that he cannot use it to advantage. Of late years, the racks and showcases of the fishing-tackle makers' shops exhibit some fly-rods which seem very unlike the rods which old Mrs. Hogg used to sell when I was a young man. Fly-rods then used to taper more or less gradually from the reel-fittings. Now it often appears to me as if the butt of the rod was getting cut down too much, leaving only sufficient substance for the grip and the reel-fittings : and then it jumps at once, into attenuated proportions. I have taken exception to greenheart because of its " steely " action; but, when this is the build of a rod (though the thinning-down of the butt, I grant, does bring the spring of the rod into the hand, and makes the rod necessarily lighter, "The Angler's Equipment" 149 by reason of the wood which has been removed), just consider the practical effect, especially when you are using extra fine drawn gut, and a good-sized trout plunges and jiggers as he fights for his freedom. When playing a large trout with one of the old rods (which I acknowledge were often far too thick in the butt) by putting the rod over your shoulder, you brought into play the delicate mechanism of the top and the upper portion of the middle joints. Nowadays, with these thin green- heart butts, this delicacy is much lost. One feels the trout give his " knock, knock,'* down to the very hand, at every plunge or kick; and I hold, that for greenheart rods to be cut down so severely in the butt, is a mistake. I do not question the casting powers of these attenuated greenheart rods, although I scout as absurd the idea that they cast a better line. I hold that a rod which possesses the requisite power, should likewise be delicate in its action, when a large trout is leaping about. I will make my meaning clearer by relating a somewhat old story. I had borrowed a very soft and pliable rod, and was fishing on the Teviot with 150 Wet- Fly Fishing very fine though whole gut. I hooked a fresh-run grilse of 6 or 7 Ibs., which bolted past me. I hooked him when fish- ing a rough stream up, and as he rushed past me, he made the most extraordinary somersaults that I ever saw a grilse make, in my life. To meet the danger, I at once ran down stream and got opposite to him. I then put the pliant rod, back over my shoulder, and observed how well it gave to every spring of the fish. It was not a powerful weapon, and for daily use I would not have accepted it at any price, but it saved the situation on that occasion. In consequence of a recent correspond- ence in the pages of the Fishing Gazette, I am obliged to sandwich in a few lines on " light rods." I am loathe to touch upon the subject, as it is one upon which many good fellows and fly-fishers seem to be rather touchy about. I cannot see my way to agree with the extremists. I admit, none the less, that there is much to be said in favour of light, easily handled, and well-balanced fly-rods, so long as the hobby is not driven to death. Fly-rods, to satisfy me, must have driv- ing power plus delicacy. Given these two main features, I am ' 'The Anglers Equipment" 151 with the " light-rod " movement ; provided that it be kept well in hand. Whether I, personally, am with the movement or no, little matters. What really is of consequence is, whether these extra-light rods will be run after, in ten years' time, as much as they appear to be, at the present moment. For the benefit of those who may fancy that they are doing a smart thing in pur- chasing a cheaper rod than their friends, and which looks almost as well, permit me, as an old fisherman, to say a few words. When rods are fashioned from wood (as all my own rods happen to be), the first thing a rod-maker should look to, after the wise selection of the various forms of timber used, is to make sure that his wood is thoroughly seasoned before a single rod is cut out of it. This being done, the next best thing is to select the. pieces and com- mence the work. Grant me your attention now. In planing down a rod ; knots and other flaws are apt to discover themselves. Now, any rod-maker who is jealous of his reputa- tion discards all doubtful, not to mention bad, pieces of wood. Thus it happens that nothing save picked and seasoned wood is 152 Wet- Fly Fishing permitted to be used, in the manufacture of any rod bearing the name of a first-class maker. Contrast this with the habit of the man who has got " to push a trade " by under- selling his brother in the same line of business. Here it would not pay to pick the half-seasoned wood out of which cheap rods are so often fashioned. Knots and other defects are winked at, a good coat of varnish covers up everything, and who is the wiser ? Cheap joints are equally open to criticism, perhaps even more so. But I think I have said quite enough, to prove that a cheap rod is, more or less, a mere lottery. The man to employ, is he who charges a fair, honest, and remunera- tive price, and who is like the builder I have read of somewhere, " who put his conscience into every stone that he laid." I have never regretted dealing with a firm which carries these principles into practice. Cane-built, otherwise split-cane rods, I have a limited knowledge of. I am able to say, however, that unless they are made with the greatest nicety and care, and the pieces fitted together with scientific exactness, and then glued together skilfully, they are nothing short of miserable frauds, "The Angler's Equipment" 153 mere traps for the unwary, or the lover of bargains. You will find this cheap rubbish often advertised, but never will you hear any good fisherman singing their praises, save when he does so, by blessing them, backwards. The rings which are most in favour at present are, I fancy, up-right and snake rings. For myself, I confess that I see no reason for changing the old-fashioned ordinary rings and keepers. Indeed, I once had one of my own rods fitted with snake rings, and afterwards had them removed. Here again it is very much a matter of individual taste, and it is not one of over- powering importance. I own that long habit makes me somewhat conservative in such matters. Now as to reel fittings : the double- brazed and slide-reel fittings, or " The Universal" are surely good enough for the most fastidious of men and of anglers. Again, as to " Joints. " The old-fashioned joints are still much used, which are tied together with thread, after the rod is put up. They have stood the test ever since I can remember anything, and are most serviceable. 154 Wet- Fly Fishing Messrs. Hardy Brothers sell a patented joint named The Lock-fast, which I myself have used, and can speak of as a thoroughly serviceable invention. It does not, I think, add to the appearance of a rod, but is, not- withstanding, simple and effective, and is one of the best joints I have ever fished with. The last rod which Mr. Forrest built for me was fitted with "suction" joints, and I have pleasure in stating that in my own hand, they have fulfilled all require- ments. No duffer of a rod-maker (and there are many such) can turn out suction joints satisfactorily. With rods, as with joints, the best are invariably the cheapest in the end. Messrs. Turnbull of 60, Princes Street, Edinburgh, whose names I have already mentioned (and who, probably, will not agree with half of what I have written), have also invented and patented a joint which appears to me so practical and useful, that I now attempt to give a description of it. It is named " TurnbulTs Victoria Joint," and was invented by Mr. Turnbull, senior, himself. At the very bottom of the upper joint "The Angler's Equipment" 155 he has placed a T-shaped brass key, and corresponding to this, is what is equiva- lent to the key-hole, placed at the bottom of the socket of the ferrule, of the lower joint. The joint is simply pushed home, until the key enters the key-hole, (the illustration is my own, but it will enable any one to understand the principle of the thing in a second, for it is as near as may be, on the plan of the key and the keyhole). Once home, the upper joint is twisted half a turn to the right, and, when it can go no further, the rod rings will be found exactly opposite to one another. It seems as strong as it is simple, and I can see no earthly reason why it should not last for many years. I think it will be found in practice a very durable, and it certainly is an ex- tremely neat, fixture, as no part of it shows externally. Mr. Turnbull will, I am sure, be happy to explain it to any one who will call upon him, or he will forward his catalogue by post, which contains a sketch of the joint, and explains its working. Having now explained the sort of rod which I myself prefer ; the reel fittings, rod 156 Wet- Fly Fishing joints, and rings ; nothing seems left to write about save the varnish. A good deal of scribbling, I consider, has been thrown away over the so-called flashing in the sun of a highly varnished rod, and the need for giving to rods a dull finish. I cannot say that I ever found any really first-rate fly-fisherman complain that he had failed to score because of the flashing of his rod, and I think it is somewhat of an armchair theory. Did no one ever observe, when another angler is throwing a long line in a calm, bright, sunshiny day — especially a thick and heavy line — that if you happen to be standing at the proper angle, "the glare," as the line is being lifted off the water, has at times all the vividness of flash, of the heliograph itself ? I saw it strikingly on one occasion while I was calmly sitting down, doing nothing in particular, and I thought how such a flash must scare the trout. But I reflected that, after all, it was not so absolutely certain that the trout would see it, simply because I, who happened to be seated at the angle of reflection, did. Fortunately, it is a thing not very often observed, and by the angler himself (so far as I am aware), never. I see "The Anglers Equipment" 157 no harm in a dull finish to a fly-rod, which, if it be but a fad, is one on the right side. The main point for fishermen to be particular about, is not to fish with the fly when the sun is shining on his back, throw- ing the shadow of his rod and his figure in front of him. If a man remembers to avoid this, I do not think he need trouble, because his rod is highly varnished. And now as to reels. Let me remark that I prefer gun-metal and brass-bronzed reels to all others. Vulcanite reels break, if they happen to fall upon a stone ; and I know nothing to the advantage of aluminium, save lightness. There are many patented reels about : of which the " Moscrop," seems to be a good sample. I do not desire a reel to be excessively light, since it helps to balance the rod, placed as it is behind the " grip," not in front of it, as of old : and I regard as unnecessary, many of the so-called improvements in reels. My own opinion is, that the very best quality of brass or gun-metal " check" reels with revolving plates, are hard to beat. To give them a fair chance, they should frequently be taken to pieces, the plate removed, the interior thoroughly 158 Wet- Fly Fishing cleansed, and the spindle delicately oiled. If this is not done, the sand works its way in under the revolving plate, and will wear the reel out, long before its time. How often does it occur that some angling friend will confide in you how fre- quently he gets " smashed up," especially when fishing a large and somewhat rapid river. Let us suppose a case ! The angler is casting up stream, in the teeth of the breeze, and is using very fine-drawn gut. The force needed to cast the fine gut line necessitates the point of the rod often coming very near the water, and now and then, even touching it. As the line alights, a large trout seizes the fly and makes a wild dash for liberty. Then follows a heavy pull, with the inevitable smash. This is often put down to " bad luck," that flatter- ing excuse for every loss under the sun, from bad investments down to broken gut casts (or " collars"). I boldly affirm that a considerable percentage of these losses are preventable, and not only is this so, but I hold that the reel, not the rod, is generally at fault. Men will pay the greatest attention to the delicacy of the rod, who will use a reel just as it comes from the manufacturer's "The Angler's Equipment" 159 hands, and bestow no more thought on it than would a little child. Even when fishing with cf whole gut," a reel that needs a hard pull to start it, is, believe me, a very frequent cause of pre- ventable disasters. When one is using fine- drawn gut, the reel-line should "pay out" very easily indeed. All that is required of the " check " upon a reel is to prevent overrunning. The wiser plan to follow when getting a new " rig out " is, I think, the following : — Have your reel-line put into the reel, while you are in the shop, and see how your reel works, yourself. Make perfectly sure that too much line is not foolishly crammed in. This is a danger in actual practice, for when a large trout is being wound in, he may make a bolt of it, just as the landing- net is being placed under him. If he does, and your reel chokes, down goes the point of the rod and " all is over but the shouting." Therefore I advise the learner strongly not to crowd his reel. When you place the reel into the fittings, you will soon perceive how the new reel "pays out " the line. If grudgingly, get your rod-maker to weaken the spring. i6o Wet-Fly Fishing This " tip " is very well worth recording. He who will not take note of it, deserves to lose his largest trout. I have frequently found men using a reel (originally an excellent one) so clogged by reason of neglect, dirt, and verdigris, that it was no wonder they frequently lost, and complained of losing, trout. Let any one take a dozen reels, in daily use at a fishing club or inn, and if he does not find some one of them so stiff that it requires a small donkey-engine to haul the line out at all, I shall be pleasantly surprised. So long as a reel does not overrun (and the " ratchet" or "check" is there for that very purpose), it can hardly " pay out " too freely. Lines (like reels) should also be of the best ; for, indeed, " cheap and nasty " are many of the lines which are sold at the present day. There is one kind of prepared line which I simply dislike. If the line be suddenly bent back upon itself, or if it " kinks," the outer waterproof " cake " cracks, very much as does an ordinary com- posite candle. Any dressing which has this defect is indeed faulty, and for wet-fly work is to be avoided. The best dressing, in my opinion, "The Anglers Equipment" 16 1 is one which is thoroughly rubbed into, and incorporated with, the line itself. When finished, it will have little or nothing of the " wax-taper-style-of-line " about it. This is what I prefer for my own use. Certain very carefully prepared lines are dressed under the air-pump. They are very costly, but whether they are proportionately good I cannot say, as I have never used one myself. I am very favourably impressed with what I have heard and read of them. I think that most men like to fish with a tapered line. Well, it has its advantages ; but the thin portion is sometimes made very long, so that, when throwing a quite short line, you are rather handicapped, if you have to cast against the wind. Knowing this, I often cut off one or two yards, from the extreme end. This I need hardly say, should be done with judgment. As for silk-worm gut, and the gut collars that are made from it, I do not think I can do better than advise the learner to place himself unreservedly in the hands of any first-rate fishing-tackle maker, in order to insure getting reliable hanks of gut, M 1 62 Wei- Fly Fishing either as it comes from Spain, or, after it has been drawn through the machine. In the early spring months, the very finest whole-gut, may at times be used. As a rule, I use drawn gut. Three yards is the usual length of the fine fly casts, sold in the shops. I in- variably add two, at times three, short links of whole-gut, tapered. I fancy that it casts better ; and anyhow, I have adopted the custom for many long years. I am not very much taken with tapered reel-lines, and would quite as soon fish with a really good level line, if it be of a thickness suitable to the rod I am using. I have no desire to preach this as a creed. Let me add that the novice should not begin with fine 4X or 5X drawn gut. If he does, he will find it very hard to cast, and he will prove a very profitable customer to the fishing-tackle makers. Let him begin with a cast made of whole gut, tapered down to medium drawn gut. When he can make a clean cast with this, he can then increase the fineness of his gut collar. Eome was not built in a day, and the man who thinks he can learn "The Anglers Equipment" 163 all that there is to know about fly-fishing in a few hours will find that he is mistaken. It is quite astonishing what fine gut an expert can throw against the wind, provided that he has a strong wrist, and is free from rheumatism; for rheumatism makes the strongest wrist useless while the attack lasts : a thing that many an old fisherman finds out to his cost. FISHING-BASKETS. They are broadly of two kinds, French and the English. I prefer the French, and I always use it. There are two great faults with all wicker fishing-baskets, and the first is this. If you are fishing in a very keen and drying wind and have only taken a few trout; still worse if you have caught but one or two very fine specimen fish, it is surely very aggravating to find them, at the end of the day, withered and robbed of their beautiful colours, the tail and the fins being especially ruined, and past all hope of setting up satisfactorily. To obviate all this, I many years ago, devised the following plan. Just inside the creel, and near to the top, I take a piece of an ordinary penny cane, or, 164 Wei- Fly Fishing as a substitute, a piece of split willow, (a length of zinc or copper-wire makes a good substitute.) The basket-maker now tacks this, at intervals, to the inside and near to the top of the fishing-basket itself. I now take my creel to a waterproof-maker and have an indiarubber cloth-lining or bag, cut carefully to pattern, till it fits exactly to the shape of the creel. The glazed surface of the rubber cloth is of course placed inside it and next to the fish. The top portion is doubled over in order to give strength, and several large-sized hooks, such as are used to fasten ladies sealskin jackets and other like garments, added. These hooks are firmly stitched on, but are also held in position by pieces of indiarubber cloth, smeared over by the solution usually em- ployed, (pure indiarubber dissolved in naptha) when mending waders or water- proof coats. But the exact position must be obtained, before these hooks are fixed on at all. It is obtained thus. The indiarubber lining is held inside the creel by the one hand, it being mean- while marked carefully, by the other ; and, if this is properly carried out, once the hooks are permanently fixed on the lining, not only will it be found in situ, but, "TAe Anglers Equipment" 165 each individual hook will slip over the split- cane (or willow) support, exactly half-way between each spot where the split-cane support has been tacked on, by the basket-maker. It takes very little time to do, it must not be done in a slovenly manner. I have just said that I prefer French wicker baskets, since on these I can easily have sewn, by any saddler (or cobbler, for the matter of that,) the two simple brass rings, in which I sling my landing-net ; and from one of which, I always land my trout, when I am wading, in the middle of a stream, or pool. The reasons which prompted me to line my creel with an indiarubber bag in this way, were two : and the second is, that on any long angling holiday, the pres- sure of the large quantities of trout taken, day after day, forces the slime of the fish into the interstices of the wicker-work; where no amount of washing can effect its complete dislodgment. In hot weather, the slime soon decom- poses ; and I have before now, entered a railway carriage (when off for a day's fish- ing) to find that my creel, attracted atten- tion. Even the guard's van must have frequently become decidedly mal-odorous, 1 66 Wet-Fly Fishing when I placed my creel therein, on some quiet line of railway. Keally the smell, at times, was beyond a joke. Now, no such state of affairs need be possible ; as the indiarubber lining is removed so easily by the servant, who washes it with a wet sponge, and dries it in the fresh air, hanging it inside out, on a fence or peg. A little " sanitas," or failing that, well diluted carbolic acid, keeps the bag perfectly sweet and whole- some. It is replaced in a couple of minutes. You see, the basket needs no scrubbing, and, as a consequence, lasts twice as long. I also carry, a removable inner lid, made by cementing together two pieces of indiarubber-cloth, so as to leave the glazed surface outside. This is cut roughly, to the size and shape of the creel, and is placed over each trout, or over each fresh layer of tr'out ; as they keep tumbling into the basket. The usual wicker-lid on all fishing-baskets, with its hole for passing the trout through, admits of sufficient ventilation for all purposes. I have used this lining for many years ; and my friend Mr. E. B. Marston, the editor of the Fishing Gazette, uses it con- stantly, and so do sundry other of my friends, some of whom swear by it. "The Anglers Equipment^ 167 For myself, I declare, with the greatest emphasis, that it has given me every satis- faction. Of course it increases the weight of the creel, by some ounces, and also the cost ; hut its advantages far outweigh any such drawbacks. Looking over Messrs. Hardy Brothers' excellent catalogue, I find that they have taken up the idea of the indiarubber lining of the creel, which I am sure their patrons will appreciate. Several years ago, I sent my fishing- basket to Mr. J. J. Hardy, that he might see the indiarubber lining : the rings in which I carry my landing-net, and " the Tod safety buckle." I allude to "the Houghton Creel;" of which, with its lid open, I am glad to see that a capital photo- graph is given, showing the lining, with its cane, willow, or any other support. I regret that I am unable to add that I like new-fangled creels, which are fitted up with such a close resemblance to a lady's dressing-case, with trays and such-like things, to hold the flybook, the lunch, flask, pipe, etc. I prefer to carry a small bag over my other shoulder, in which I hold my lunch and my flybook. I must say that I rather like the little 1 68 We^Fly Fishing indiarubber bags, which are attached by straps to the outside and front of the creel. These are very handy, and are to be recom- mended accordingly, since they do not pre- vent the angler filling his creel with trout, if he happens to be in luck's way, which I trust he will often be. I am no faddist in fishing-gear, and, if I have invented a few things, I have proved them, up to the hilt, to be of real practical utility to myself, long before I have ventured to give them to the angling world. I may add that I have never patented an inven- tion, and that any one is at liberty to make use of mine. It is always well to avoid rushing into print till one's invention has been tested — a thing young fishermen should remember. For shoulder strap, the usual one made of leather and webbing is as good as any- thing I know. I need hardly add that I always use attached to it, my other inven- tion, "Tod's safety buckle." * A description of my buckle appeared in the Fishing Gazette, many years ago, and also in the number for December 6, 1902, in the reprint of a paper which I read before the members of the Trout Anglers' Club, Edinburgh, in January of that year. " The Anglers Equipment" 169 Therefore I shall not now explain it in detail. Suffice to say, it is so constructed that, if the angler was to miss his footing in a flooded river, when his creel was full of trout, and he himself in danger of being drowned, he could get rid of his creel in a moment, without having to push the MB. E. M. TOD'S BUCKLE FOR CREEL STRAP. shoulder strap over his head at all. In fact, all he has to do is to pull a piece of brass, which liberates the strap and basket, almost as rapidly as the trigger of a rifle acts. If the wet-fly fisher, or his wife, does not think that this is a matter worth considering, I, who nearly came to grief on more than one occasion, am quite unable to agree with him, or her. Let me assure anglers that, having never profited in my i/o Wei-Fly Fishing life by the sale of my inventions, I have no hesitation in recommending those who fish our Scottish rivers to use one of my " Safety" buckles, which are sold by Mr. Gillett, of Fetter Lane, London, E.G. FLYBOOKS AND BOXES. I have little inclination to enlarge upon this subject. Many years ago, I gave it a certain amount of consideration, and, acting upon my suggestions, Mr. Francis Walbran, of Leeds, brought out and christened " The Tod Flybook." The book is covered with solid calf- leather, the cover pockets being also of leather. Instead of being fitted with parch- ment leaves, I had pockets of parchment used to interleave the whole book, which makes it extremely commodious. It has, moreover, got two most useful felt pads, instead of flannel or serge leaves, for holding droppers and other odds and ends. Of course, it has the usual places for scissors, etc. It is a serviceable and per- fectly plain flybook; but whether it is for sale still, I do not really know. There is one small and quite inexpensive fly and gut-cast carrier, which I advise every " The Anglers Equipment" 171 wet-fly fisherman to purchase : I mean " Paley's Flypouch." Its cost is trifling, in comparison to its value. It takes up no room in the pocket, and yet it holds sufficient flies for a day's, or even for a week's, fishing. I recommend it as a good thing. In giving this piece of advice, I am very unlike that dear old gentleman, of bygone days, who remarked to a guest at his own table, " Try the sherry; my wine merchant says it is good. / recommend the port, because 1 made it myself!11 I am inclined to say, " Get a Tod Fly- book if you like, you will find it a good, useful article; but do n'ot forget to pur- chase one of Paley's Flypouches." I have carried the handy little affair for many years, and I look on it as indispensable. Of inventing boxes to hold flies, there seems to be no limit ; but these are chiefly, if not entirely, meant for holding eyed fly- hooks. Those who, as wet-fly fishermen, prefer the eyed hook, will find a bewildering assortment of little boxes sold for this purpose all over the kingdom. I myself possess a few, but they are of such a simple and practical character, that I can only say, like the old gentleman just mentioned, that I feel inclined to recommend them because 172 Wet- Fly Fishing I made them myself. Pick out any little box which comes in your way, and line the bottom with a sheet of cork. Stick this into place by glue, and what better box does an ordinary fisherman require ? I may add that Mr. Turnbull, of 60, Princes Street, Edinburgh,' sells a book identical with the Tod flybook. I was surprised to find it only a few days ago, in his new, and handsome premises. LANDING-NETS, ETC. For many years I have discarded all but the simplest and least expensive of landing-nets, as I find that I can do better work with them than with the more elabo- rate ones, using, as I always do, the " carry- ing-rings " and the " landing-rings " attached to my own creel, than which, in my humble opinion, no landing-net I have ever seen, works so rapidly and certainly, when one is fishing and wading in the middle of a river, as mine. Let me describe it. It has a plain : thin rather than thick, steel or iron ring, without a single joint of any kind, furnished with a screw, to secure it to the landing-net handle. This handle is constructed of plain bamboo, with a brass " The Anglers Equipment" 173 ferrule at each end, the top ferrule to take the screw of the net ring. I consider that the best nets are those that are tanned — provided only that they are made of thin and hard, rather than of loose and soft, cord ; provided, also, that the knots them- selves are tightly and closely pulled together, and are quite small. It is a great point to have small, hard knots, as the flyhooks do not stick into them so readily. Next to these are the prepared silk nets. I attach my net to the ring, with copper or zinc wire, ribbing it regularly along till, at last, I have got the net hanging quite evenly all round the ring itself. It makes a very neat fastening. Long ago I discarded jointed folding rings as being unsuitable for my plan of carrying the net, and I have never regretted doing so. I do not expect all the world to adopt my method of landing trout in midstream, etc. Let me now enter into a detailed description of the method I have alluded to. I am, as I mention in the preface, much indebted to my friend Mr. Andrew Smith, W.S., President of the Trout Anglers' Club, Edinburgh, and who at one time (as a hobby) edited that excellent monthly the Scots 1 74 Wei-Fly Fishing Angler (which is no longer published), for his courteous permission to reproduce an article which I contributed to that journal in May, 1897, the substance of which had already appeared in the columns of the Fishing Gazette, of which I am now such an old contributor. It may well be included in my book. I named the essay — "HOW TO LAND TKOUT EXPEDITIOUSLY WHEN WADING. " Nearly all landing-nets used when wading, are defective when in use. If my object was merely to invent a landing-net which was easy to carry, several of those in use fill that requirement better than my own. Let this point be clearly stated and understood, before I go any further. "Nay, more; in rivers where all the fishing is done dryshod from the bank, I again say that some other landing-nets, with slings, etc., are preferable to my own. " But when the river is one which demands wading, and deep wading — a river where to wade ashore with each trout is not only a loss of time, but a great dis- turbance of good water — then I know of no arrangement so good as the following. "The Anglers Equipment" 175 "It has been also described in the San Francisco Breeder and Sportsman, the editor of which was delighted with it, for his own use. It is easily described when one can illustrate it by photographs, without which aids it is not quite so easy. " My first idea was to avoid the con- fused condition so many get into when landing a trout in mid-water in the usual way. " When the important moment arrives, the fisherman has at last got to free his landing-net from its sling, or whatever may be the method of carrying it; and now, having the net as well as the rod to manage, if the trout be large and makes a bolt for freedom, he is sadly hampered by reason of the landing-net being in his left hand ; for, of course, he has got to use both hands in order to play a trout properly — one hand for his reel. Well, this is so evident that practical fishermen will at once see what I mean. But I have not finished yet. At last the trout is netted. What follows ? The rod must be disposed of, and the landing-net then becomes a regular nuisance. You must tuck the handle under your left arm, and, ham- pered still with your rod, you have to kill 176 Wei-Fly Fishing and basket the trout fettered by rod and landing-net the while. " Now, I conceived a very simple plan remedying all this in 1877, 1 had a harness- ring sewn on my basket, and passed the landing-net handle through this, working my landing-net almost entirely from this ring. It did admirably; but I found that the handle was apt to get between my legs. By degrees I adopted three rings — two for 'carrying* the landing-net, and one for ' working ' the net from, when I am wading ; and, further, I now have a strap, which I find an invaluable auxiliary. " There is a tendency for the ring and handle to become unscrewed, while one is carrying the landing-net attached to the basket ; and I have often had to walk back half a mile or so, only to find my net and handle lying quite close to each other. To avoid all this, I first screw the ring of the net into the brass socket of the handle; and then, when it is firmly home, I have a hole drilled through both. My next step is to form a 'thread' for the reception of an ordinary screw-nail. This makes every- thing secure. You can thus fish for any length of time without any risk of the net becoming detached from the handle; and " The Angler's Equipment" 177 when your trip is over, all that you have got to do is to remove the screw-nail, and to disjoint the ring from the handle, for convenience in travelling and in packing. And now for my plan of using the net when wading mid-stream — its chief advantage. "If the water (and, as a consequence, the wading) is deep, and I have to use wading trousers, I place the net through the top ring — the ' landing ring,' as I have named it — A. But if the water is shallow, I place the handle of the net through the lower ring C for convenience of working it. " Now there is a third, the large D- shaped saddler's ring B on the opposite side of the basket, near to the bottom, and yet close to the edge. This is meant for carrying the net-handle, which has, mean- while, been thrust through the top at A. A glance at the sketch of the basket will suffice to make this quite clear. When fairly at work, and the trout are taking the fly well, time is too important a matter to admit of one's fumbling about, trying to find the ring at B (the D-shaped ring afore- said, the carrying ring). " Most anglers, I presume, are familiar with the coat-straps on the back of the N 78 Wet-Fly Fishing creel, to strap on the waterproof coat, or to hold, when travelling to one's fishing-ground, the wading stockings when going to or coming from the fishing-ground. Well, one day I was very busy amongst good, keen- rising trout ; so I took off my creel, and loosely buckled the strap on the right side, leaving the one on my left unbuckled. The BACK VIEW OF MK. TOD'S CBEEL. buckled strap thus formed a loose leathern loop, and, the landing-net handle being already through the upper or landing-ring A, I found it could very easily be tucked into this loop by the aid of the right hand ; and that so quickly, too, that there was absolutely no loss of time. " When trout are feeding hard and fast in April, who can overestimate the value " The Angler's Equipment" 179 of utilizing, and making capital out of, every moment of the golden hour of f the rise ? ' Nothing marks the duffer so much as waste of time during this brief but valuable hour. Again, there is the timid angler, who plays every good trout as if he was a salmon. " It does not matter how good a line a man throws (many men who can throw a good- enough line are extremely poor fly- fishermen), such anglers will always be found wanting at the close of the day. Another man ' collars ' his trout when they are rising freely. " He does not mind if he loses a few, for others are soon hooked, and he who plays a bold game, fills his creel the fastest. Of course, I do not skull-drag a fish ; for, to begin with, I use very fine-drawn gut; but once a trout has had his first rush or so, I endeavour to ( collar ' him as soon as possible, and I lose very few trout in the process. So much for the value of time as a factor of importance, in filling the creel. And now to see how my system economizes time. " Suppose I have waded into deep water, and have hooked a pound trout, I ' work ' him till he is within a yard or so above me, 180 Wet-Fly Fishing and then I quietly slide the landing-net out of the landing-ring with the left hand, lower it, and in one second, scoop that trout into the net, with a rapid twist of the hand, never — unless absolutely compelled to do so — taking the landing-net handle out of A or 0, the landing-rings, when wading mid- stream. The trout is now in the net, and, quite as easily as a sword is returned to its scabbard, the left hand pushes the handle home, till the ring of the landing-net rests securely against the side of the creel. " You can now tuck the rod into the top of one of the wading-stockings, allowing it to rest over the bend of the right arm, and, both hands being thus perfectly free, you can seize your trout and break its neck while it is in the landing-net. It is a dangerous game to play when the trout is out of the net, and it accounts for the loss of many a good fish. But, the fish once dead, the hook is readily removed, and the trout quickly creeled. The next moment you are casting over another rising fish. " Surely this hint ' is better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick ' to fellow- anglers. In my own hands it works per- fectly, and very smoothly. Pkotoffraphed by Donovan^ Bri// I)nn<,<-