We had a great time in NZ but found that most of the
bigger south island browns had multiple line-burns across the top of their
heads from the amount of angling attention all Summer.
The weather was a challenge anywhere near the Southern Alps. If the sun was
out, it was blowing forty knots straight in your face. If the sun wasn't out,
it was raining. And bloody cold either way!
Two days fishing the Mataura was a bust. Saw several hundred good fish but
could only fool the pan-sized examples. The upper Oreti was very low with
bugger-all flow so we left it alone.
Landed a Chinook salmon in Lake Wakitipu, my first on the fly. Dropped another
after a fair fight with lots of jumps. Little EP-synthetic smelt fly I tied
myself, nice!
Sadly the wild sea-run salmon were not running in the lower Rakaia but I was
still happy to spend (waste) the first two days trying for one.
It has been a dry summer apparently. They were getting a few in the Waiau but
we wanted to head south from Christchurch, not north.
Next trip will revert back to December, hopefully there will still be a few
uneducated (or forgetful!) trout kicking around early in the season.
Meanwhile, back to the Barra...Ho-hum.....
Cheers
Tony
PS. Rebecca may still be away next weekend, she is
trekking in the Kosciusko National Park with her sister this week.
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