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Jack Kos – The not so big-t

In order to break up the monotony of city living I spent a few days last week up in Turangi with Isaac. I was planning on doing an epic report complete with heaps of video footage of indicators diving and rainbows taking to the air…but, I’ll be honest with you, the fishing was seriously tough.

When I arrived at about 7:30am the river was incredibly low and gin-clear. Instantly the prayers for rain began. Isaac already had one fish to the bank…and that’s the way the stats stayed until about 3pm when Isaac managed another on the wetline. Just before dark I managed to drop the only fish I hooked at the tail end of a long drift. Still, it was a pretty gorgeous day on the river…

We were staying at the Tongariro River Motel. What a primo place to stay on a fishing trip (electric blankets)! Ross, the owner, is about as in touch with the angling scene as anyone possibly could be. Turns out he’s also a bloody good bloke (if you want proof then have a look at this ). After the saltiest feed of fish and chips imaginable we went out for a night fish at one of the river mouths. Other than tearing my sinking line to pieces we met with abject failure. Pity that.

The next day was christened off bright and early with two true trophies from the Tongariro. Oh alright, they were 6 inches long – but they were the first fish I’d landed in about 2 months! I did manage to drop one good fish after getting a good look at it. Once they hit that current… goneburgers. We did manage to get into a few good fish following a change of tactics. The best of which was this thickset model…

Another feed of fish and chips (less salty this time) resulted in a food-induced coma that led to a bit of a lie in the next morning. It was bucketing down by the time I woke up, and that didn’t change all day. Funny how the rain comes on the day we’re leaving. I’d love to say we finished off with two 6lb bows a piece, but things kinda fizzled out. It was a long drive home and I was shattered by the time I made it back to Wellington. Then I went and got really drunk. Life is tough when you’re on holiday.

Jack Kos – Cicadas are upon us…

Had a great day out about a week back with dad chasing cicada smashing bow’s in the central north island.

Managed to sight this one early on. He was one of very few fish to opt for the nymph that day. They were complete bullets.

Dad was next on deck, but unfortunately he was a little rusty simply due to not having fished enough.

If only all fly reels were anti-reverse… Never mind, he landed the next fish he fished to. Pity I was on the other side of the river, so couldn’t take a photo.

Just before lunch a long cast through a slow flowing deep pool saw a dark shadow rise to intercept my cicada. Bang. This had to be one of the best fights I’ve had all season. Super fit rainbow diving probably fifteen metres deep into the pool, before exploding into aerial acrobatics.

Hard fighter…

Finished the day off with this guy. One minute my fly was drifting freely, the next the water exploded around it. I’ve never seen a trout take a fly quite so aggressively. Another tough fighter, although he was subdued quicker than the previous fish.

You’ve just gotta love rainbows.

In between these fish we landed probably close to fifteen others, although a lot of them were in the 2-3lb category. Still, they fight hard in the faster water.

I leave for the South Island for a week tomorrow, so hopefully should be getting some fishing done while I’m down. If any of you are going to the F.F.F. Conclave then I might see you there. Be sure to say hi.