A month ago I spent four days product testing/fishing with legendary Nelson Guide, Nelson Councillor and Riverworks Pro Team member Zane Mirfin. I had a wicked time, caught plenty of fish and really enjoyed the beautiful Nelson Lakes region. Zane is great to go fishing with, I was impressed with the ease at which he caught pretty much every fish he cast to. He made it look easy and like there was no skill involved, which we know is not true!!!
Zane blasting us to our destination.
Zane with a monster.
It was a great to fish with such a talented angler. I have been fishing for years but to go out fishing with a guide with 25+ years guiding experience really made a difference to my own fishing. I would highly recommend getting out and fishing with people at the top of the fishing game in order to improve your own fishing. Anyway that’s enough blowing wind up Zane’s arse!
Rob’s best fish of the trip.
We got to our camp site at about 3pm and setup the tent and fly, left our gear and went for a fish up the river. We took a rifle with us in case we saw a deer. After walking for miles up the river catching plenty of nice fish we decided to stash our rods and have a look for a deer. We didn’t have any luck and it was getting late so at 9:30pm we decided to head back to camp. I was getting pretty hungry at this stage, I had been looking forward to our packet curry pasta with lamb and rosemary sausages since about 7pm.
We finally arrived back at camp about 11pm to find our bag of food spread everywhere. A bloody Kea had crawled under the tent fly poked a couple of holes in the mosquito mesh before figuring out he could unzip the door and drag our bag of food outside where he could polish it off while keeping an eye out for us. The Kea tried everything in the bag, crackers, sausages, pottle of fruit and what it didnt like it spread everywhere. The worst thing was that I had been looking forward to having a Toffee Pop for dessert the whole way back. The little bugger loved Toffee Pops, well the best part of the Toffee Pop. It ate all the chocolate and toffee off all the biscuits and left the biscuit bases spread everywhere. Right now we were devastated that this little punk had got into our food and spread it everywhere. We started to clean up the mess and salvage what we could. I picked up the Toffee Pop packet to find that he had graciously left two Toffee Pops in the pack, one at each end. We polished off the two remaining Toffee Pops, they tasted amazing!
All the photos are Zane’s (thats why they are all of me!). It was nice to leave my 10kg of camera gear behind for a change.
After a couple more days of fishing, solving the problems of the world and walking to what felt like the end of the earth and back I jumped on a little plane and arrived back in Wellington. I had a fantastic trip and am now looking forward to getting back down South again soon.
Locally Produced: Zane caught this 11lb brown trout in Murchison with his friend Tony Entwistle.
The variety and diversity of angling opportunity is probably unmatched.
MURCHISON fishing guide Peter Carty once wrote that ‘‘fishing is a disease. It’s not usually fatal and there’s no known cure for it, but the therapy is wonderful.’’
I couldn’t agree more and often think back to when Pete and I began our guiding careers together in the mid-80s around the Nelson Lakes and Murchison areas.
They were halcyon days and we were just the latest in a long line of anglers intent on exploring and enjoying the rivers of Murchison. I still fish these rivers and Murchison has become a playground for anglers from all over the world.
Murchison is situated on the Four Rivers Plain – the flood plain of the Buller River, which flows through the centre of town, fed by tributaries the Mangles, Matiri and Matakitaki.
The thing that has always impressed me about the Murchison area is the people, and we anglers are lucky that Murchison landowners are so generous with access to the rivers. Developing relationships with many of these local families, watching their kids grow up, and enjoying good times along the way have made the fishery even more special in my mind.
Murchison is probably best known for the magnitude 7.8 earthquake that ripped the place apart on June 17, 1929, causing 17 deaths and untold mayhem. The landscape still bears the scars of this massive quake. The Mirfin family has a connection to the tragedy, with my grandfather’s elder sister, Jessie, being married to Murchison farmer Charlie Morel when the earthquake struck. Charlie was killed by a huge mudslide and flying roofing iron. According to witness Samuel Busch, the mudslide crossed the Matakitaki River from the west and wiped out Morel’s house at the Six Mile. A gentleman to the last, Charlie’s last words were, according to family folklore, ‘‘Save yourself Jessie, I’m done for.’’
Immediately after the earthquake, my grandfather Ash and his twin brother, Bryce, managed to ride and carry pushbikes through the mangled one lane Buller Gorge road from Reefton in a futile attempt to help their sister. Later, it took 18 months with pick, shovel and saw to re-open this vital link to the West Coast. Ironically, the road works and repair to the land after the earthquake created many jobs and insulated Murchison from the worst effects of the 1930s Depression.
The Buller River system is one of the world’s greatest brown trout fisheries. The variety and diversity of angling
opportunity is probably unmatched, with trout-filled small, medium and large freestone streams and rivers at virtually every point of the compass. Nearby are the waters of North Canterbury’s Waiau system to the south, the Grey and Inangahua catchments to the west, the Wairau catchment to the east, and the Motueka and its tributaries to the north.
The Buller River itself is a worthwhile fishery, but a shadow of its former glory due to the invasive alga didymo, which has choked the upper reaches above Murchison. Its stranglehold on the rivers of Murchison is expanding, but it isn’t the end of the world because the worst affected areas are the mainstem Buller and the Gowan River, which come out of Lakes Rotoiti and Rotoroa. Tributary streams that are not sourced from fertile lake waters seem to have fared much better. Virtually every river and stream in the Murchison area now has didymo, but even when its presence is heavy, the fishing can still be good, and excellent trout fishing can be had in areas that many anglers avoid.
The Matiri River is a great fishery for small to medium-size trout, but can be a little tough to fish these days, with a lot of didymo present, possibly due to the fertility effect of Lake Matiri.
The Matakitaki is a great blue river, alluvial in nature in its upper reaches and more confined within gorges as it makes its way to join the Buller atMurchison. A fabulous dry fly stream, it is also rich in gold and still mined to this day. Lately, the Matakitaki has been in the spotlight with Network Tasman looking at harnessing it for hydro-electricity generation, but the
river already has a rich history of intensive human use, including heavy mining activity in the late 1800s.
The Mangles River, along with its major tributary, the Tutaki, is a lovely fishery and I have great memories of wonderful days on-stream. There are some great scenic drives up these valleys, such as the track over the Braeburn saddle leading to Lake Rotoroa or the road through to the upper Matakitaki and Mataki Station.
Two other world-class Murchison rivers and Buller tributaries must also be mentioned. To the north is the small limestone river, the Owen, a bountiful fishery complete with challenging leopard-spotted browns. The Owen was
the apple of my eye when I was a boy, and it was where I learnt to fly fish and hunt with my father, Stuart.
To the south of Murchison is another great trout river, the Maruia and tributaries. The Maruia has always been revered as a fish factory, and this year the bonus for south bank tributaries such as the Maruia and Mataki has been some large mouse-fed trout, many into double-digit weights by imperial measurement.
However, there have been some low catch rates around Murchison the past few months. Many anglers and guides have told me their fishing has been the worst in living memory.
Fish and Game field officer Lawson says recent assessments of trout populations have shown up excellent quantities of medium and large fish. He believes that with so much trout food around this year, the fish don’t need to feed as often or for as long, making them less vulnerable to capture. Let’s hope this is the case and that the Murchison fishery is in good shape for future generations to enjoy.
The Murchison area, people, land, rivers and trout fishery will always be special in the minds of many. Recently Murchison dairy farmer Ken Caldwell struck a chord when he talked glowingly about his new farm in the area and described how he was ‘‘farming it already in my mind’’. Fly fishing addiction and love of rivers is no different and I, for one, will be fishing the trout streams of Murchison in my mind forever.
Zane Mirfin – http://www.strikeadventure.com