Sharon and I spent the Easter weekend at Silverhill (Kamberg) with my dad, sister and Cassia. Silverhill is a 4 star resort offering various activities including fly fishing in several, small, stocked dams. Upon arrival I looked at the photos they had stuck up…there were none of fish. I then looked at the brochure…fishing was mentioned, but again no photos. At this point I perhaps should’ve been more suspicious.
On Saturday morning I planned to be up and on the water early, but after a severe outbreak of hayfever (I’m guessing due to the thatch) and very little sleep, I ended up only hitting the water after breakfast.
Although the dam I fished was small, I took the opportunity to make use of my float tube for the second time. Hopes were high after I landed a nice 20 inch Rainbow after about 15 minutes, but it turned out this was to be the only fish of the morning for me. It was a hen fish carrying a lot of eggs and in very good condition. I picked her up right off the bottom, trolling, as I moved to another location. Apparently this negates the fact that I caught the fish, but who the hell cares.
There was a large number of insects on the surface, but no signs of fish, so after about 2 hours I made my way back to my chalet for a quick shower.
I was hoping to fish one of the other dams that evening, but eventually had to get my priorities straight and opted to head for the bar to watch the Sharks game instead. After a few side bets were placed at the bar, I’m glad to say that the Sharks pulled off their third successive win. And even better, my dad’s guess was closest to the final score, so we walked away with a nice kitty of drinking money.
Sunday was my dad’s, sister’s, and Cassia’s last day. After breakfast we all jumped into the trusty Paj and made our way up the 4×4 trail to the top dam. Once we were up there my dad and I had a quick fish while the girls went for a walk. Sadly there were no signs of fish about, and we both blanked. In our defense we did only fish for half an hour or so, so we didn’t give ourselves a huge chance. The pressure had also been dropping which never helps the fisherman.
Either way it was a great weekend with one good fish, some fantastic scenery and great accommodation.