River Rea, Detton – 25.07.2017
After finishing work at 1800, I drove 20 miles to Cleobury Mortimer and one of our stretches of the River Rea. My dad was already there and had been for a few hours. He hadn’t caught anything yet but said there were fish actively rising for dry flies, but they all seemed rather small. I setup a small red Klinkhammer then walked up river for 100 yards above where dad was fishing.
It wasn’t long until I caught my first of the evening, a small brownie of about 9 inches. I worked my way upriver for another 100 yards or so, but the water was very low and I didn’t see any fish rising.
I found dad who had leapfrogged past me and was approximately half way up the stretch. He had caught 3 by this point, but dropped the biggest before he had chance to photograph it.
I managed one more, further upstream in the deeper, slower water which was a beautifully coloured brownie of about 12 inches. The river beyond this point is rather overgrown, and difficult to wade without creating a large wake. I lost another fish which I managed to hook by dabbing a daddy long legs on the surface, but by this point it was getting quite dark and I had a walk of about ½ a mile back to the car. Dad beat me this time (makes a change) but there’s always next time!