Trout

Beneath the Ice

iheartthefly’s own travelling trout whisperer, Baz recently wandered into the wilderness during the general closed season for trout. He was probably seeking solitude, searching for prospective honey holes and just generally looking for nothing while hanging out in an awesome environment, at a brutal yet amazing time of year. He couldn’t resist the temptation to…

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Warming up Winter

Fishing in winter, for many, is simply non-existent. Especially with the vast majority of Tasmanian trout waters closed. Even the thought of wetting a line sends some of the hairiest humans into hibernation. I mean, why would you want to leave the warmth of your cosy abode, drive forever dodging nocturnal monsters on frosty roads, only…

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Letting Go

To truly take hold, sometimes one has to let go. It’s quite an amazing feeling really, and likely changes with every angler who commits the act. For some, the act of fishing itself is driven by the need to provide, to gather perhaps. I for one, don’t eat trout so I’m bound to release them.…

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Tense Moments

That period of time, between the moment the fish is hooked until it is landed. Half of the work has been done and perhaps, half the satisfaction achieved. I guess each anglers desires are as diverse as their personalities. For me, the take is very special – knowing that you have fooled the fish with…

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One for the Diggers

As a youngster, I used to get up early for the Anzac Day march every year. In my early teens, I stood around the cenotaph on a couple of occasions, rifle in hand while representing the local cadets, along with my brother. We were always told to wiggle our toes in our boots so we…

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Finicky Fins & Cold Tins

It was high time to hook up with a couple of likely candidates for a session on Tasmania’s Little Pine Lagoon. We set the date in advance for some socialising at the shack and an early session on the ‘tailers’. Along for the ride were Yapper, Byrneout, Bazzel and the Beevor – a good selection…

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The Vale of Belvoir

We are just a month into Autumn and within a couple of weeks, the Tasmanian landscape has quickly turned from various shades of brown to much more visually appealing greens. The days are getting shorter and we lose daylight savings this weekend. Deciduous trees are turning and the nights are chilling to a point where…

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Pic of the Day…

A recent caenid mayfly hatch at first light saw a quite a few of them in a spot of bother. If I had to guess, I reckon these little guys were a size #26-#28 and some of the smallest mayfly I have seen. I thought they were midge until a closer inspection!

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A Bugs Life

The Central Highlands of Tasmania is an amazing place, the scope for exploration never ending. One can easily find themselves completely immersed in their surroundings in a continuous pursuit of new waters and the possibilities they behold.   More often than not it is fishing that brings us to our destination, but occasionally it isn’t…

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The Creepers and the Belgian

I sometimes sit back and dream about fly fishing, from far off destinations like Alaska, Canada, and Iceland, and also those a bit closer to home like Tasmania’s Western lakes and the back country rivers across the ditch, however for me I find that I enjoy casting as much, maybe even more than actually catching…