Pond fishing

Today I spend a day fishing at an urban pond.
Normally I try to avoid fishing in town since I prefer the solitude of a free flowing river in the outback but circumstances put me at the pond.
I had not fished the place in at least 10 years or more so it would be interesting if I still got the hang of pond fishing.
When I fished the pond way back when it was filled with yellow perch and nice size shiners.
I would fish with a goldbead pheasant tail nymph and use a strike indicator to detect the subtle strikes of the shiners that inhabited the pond.


The pond, home to herons, ducks, geese and fish.

I started early morning when it was chilly and the fog was still hanging in the air.
It was already getting busy at the pond. Several Carp anglers where about and next to
me two senior citizens where fishing with poles for shiners.
The old guys did well; they fished with floats and maggots and caught one little bream
after another.
With bream I mean European bream, a bottom feeding cyprinid.
Fish where active, once in a while you could see splashes in the surface.
It took quite a while before I had my first fish on, perseverance paid off.
A very small yellow perch struck the gold bead nymph.


Monster yellow perch

It did not take long before I had another hit.
This time I had hooked a roach on the nymph.


Roach

When the fog disappeared gray clouds became visible, it would not be the sunny day I had hoped for.
I moved to another corner at the pond and fished spots that yielded fish in the past,
Soon my strike indicator slowly went subsurface.
I struck and something more substantial pulled at the end of the line.
To my surprise I caught a small bream.


Bream (Abramis brama)

Bream where pretty much bottom feeders and not considered a flyrod catch.
A couple of minutes later I hooked another one, apparently these bream had not
red the fishing manual.
Activity slowed towards noon and only a mini yellow perch took interest in the
gold bead nymph.
Time to leave and come back later.

In the evening I revisited the pond. Light rain was falling.
At the shoreline I spotted a few carp milling around.
I fished the pond at several spots but only came up with a mini yellow perch.
Later some guys of our flyfishingclub came fishing at the pond.
They managed one little perch and one bream.
Clouds where getting darker and the light rain turned to heavy rain.
The cold rain and the fading light where convincing enough for everybody to call it a day.
I ended the day with 6 little fish, not bad after 10 years of absence at the pond.
So the numbers where good but the size is something I will have to work on.

looks like the trout bum rod

Nah, it's the guppy bum rod. Specially designed for guppies.
Haven't seen a trout in ages. Next thursday I might rename the
rod to trout bum again because that's the date of our
trouting trip to eastern Germany.