It was a fast becoming a lazy Sunday and Nick was spending it destroying his lounge floor. I on the other hand was getting itchy fingers and needed to flick a fly into water of any kind. Thankfully, just as I was running the bath to practice my casting, Nick smsed to let me know that the tiling was going faster than expected and that we could indeed go for an impromptu fish.
The chosen water was the Durban harbour and we arrived at around 12:30pm. This of course is far from the ideal time, but then again, the best time to catch a fish is when your fly is in the water.
We opted to fish the pier at the Royal Natal Yacht Club which had recently been rebuilt and is looking to become a great venue. The tide was pulling and was close to low but we gave the pier a fish for half an hour or so with no luck. At this point the sand banks were very exposed so we left the pier and began wading the banks and fishing the drop off.
Sadly this too produced nothing. In fact, even the infamous Gurney’s seemed to be letting us down.
At around 2pm the tide switched and began pushing. As if by magic the water around the pier suddenly came alive with activity. We fished the area for a short while but still produced nothing. A fellow fly fisherman, who was fishing off the pier, managed to pick up something small on drop shot but we were too far away to see what it was.
Not the best days fishing with my catch report reading as follows: 1 x plastic bag, 1 x stick and 1 x bunch of grass. Having said that the famous saying still applies, “The worst day’s fishing is better than the best day’s working”.
Until next time, Team Baha out!