Tales from the Riverbank - 2024

  21st April  –  River Riccal

I have wanted to visit the Riccal for nearly a month but the gauge has always shown it to be too high (19 cm on the gauge is my preferred height) but with the water dropping and the gauge showing 28cm I thought it would be worth a look. A quick glance over the bridge told me it was a bit high but at least it was running beautifully clear so I tackled up with the Hardy 5’#2.

As I often do I went below the bridge and waded through to fish the pool above the bridge but got no offers and then found that with the extra few centimetres (circa 5 inches) the pool was a little bit too deep for me to safely wade through but I managed to scramble out on the side.

There are a few deepish pools on the Riccal and if the gauge says 19cm with a little care you wade though most of them but not today and I found I was doing quite a bit of scrambling out as the afternoon progressed. It wasn’t all down to deep pools, over winter there must have been some very high water as the banks were strewn with big branches and detritus and in quite a few places there were impressive woody debris dams that also required scrambling around.

Photo of the woody debris

It was an hour before I finally hooked and landed a trout, by which time I had hooked more than a fair share of low branches and bank side bushes. In fact the whole beat is becoming a nightmare of low branches reaching out across the river. I can’t remember when we last had a work party above the road bridge but we need one soon or the beat will be unfishable.

An hour and a lot of hooked branches later I landed trout number two. A buttery yellow beauty pushing 5 inches which also took the weighted nymph I had switched to when the dry fly wasn’t working.

Photo of the Pretty little fish

Another hour went by before I saw a rise in a fairly open run and switching back to a black F Fly landed him on the third cast. Again a pretty little fish which was to be the last of my session as I had definitely had enough of both low branches and scrambling around obstructions and deep pools.

I do seem to have a love hate relationship with the diminutive River Riccal. It is a beautiful bit of water and on the right day it can be spectacular and produce very respectable trout (and grayling) but yesterday even roll casting and kneeling down to cast the low overhanging branches were a source of frustration. Having said that I only lost two flies to the vegetation and I didn’t blank so it must have been a good day!

Photo of the trout on a a dry fly



  18th April  –  Isle Beck

It has not been the best of weather for beck fishing since opening day, I have been watching the weather and more importantly the river gauges to see when the rivers and becks would be low enough to venture out. Eventually with the water levels still a bit high but gradually falling I got fed up with waiting and decided to at least have a look at Isle Beck to see if it was any good.

Arriving at the A19 I looked over the bridge and although the beck was higher than I like it was reasonably clear so I put up a 6’#3 rod and slipped under the bridge to start. It was 13:30 and as I waded under bridge the rain was just starting. Straight away I saw a decent trout rise near the Alder tree and two casts later he was in the net having taken a black F-Fly.

Photo of the first trout

Having put him back and cleared a branch that was in the water spoiling the top of the “Alder Tree” run I moved on to the big pool above it. Here the extent of the extra few inches of water was easier to see. Not coloured but about 6 inches higher than I like and moving quite a bit faster than I like.

Photo of the high and fast beck

Actually the beck was so fast I was having trouble seeing the F-Fly which was sinking so I moved to the side of the beck to change to a Parachute Emerger that would be more buoyant and easier to see. I was just finishing tying it on when a fish rose a yard or two in front of me, I flicked the line out and a few seconds later a decent grayling was in my log book.

Two fish in 10 minutes felt good but it was not to last. The rain now got steadily heavier and although I missed another trout that tried to take a Grey Wulf on a K&D rig I was using it was the end of catching. I kept trying for another hour and a half getting increasingly damp and disappointed as I discovered a number of tree trunks (big ones!) had been washed down with the high waters and had blocked and spoilt a couple of my favourite pools. By the time I was half way between the bridges I could see the water was getting faster and starting to rise, I was not just damp but my fingers were so cold I could barely reel in line let alone change flies so I retreated to the camper and called it a day.



  25th March  –  Opening Day at Thirkleby

At last the much anticipated opening day arrives, but it is cold it’s wet and the Beck at Thirkleby is a little high, flowing fast and has a bit of colour. I exchanged pleasantries with another YTAA member who decided he wanted to try from the Vicarage Pool so he headed downstream while I headed up from the Mill.

There was nothing doing on dry flies so I switched to a Klink and Dink using a size 12 Pheasant Tail Goldhead and soon had a small trout to start the season off.

Photo of the season starter trout

A nice 12 inch trout followed shortly after and was the best of the day.

Photo of the best trout of the day

I got a couple more good trout at 10.5 and 9.5 inches and two smaller ones by the time I got to the footbridge at Balk Grange Farm. I was actually quite cold and damp by then so headed back to the Camper to have lunch and warm up feeling quite pleased with the 6 trout I had landed.

After a quick sandwich I walked back up and fished above the footbridge to the weir pool and managed 4 more trout and a small chub. I had expected to get several trout from the Pylon Length and the Weir Pool but didn’t get a touch from either.

When I checked back through my records I found that 10 trout on opening day made it my best ever 25th March start which was nice.


On 26th March the weather was much nicer so just after 3pm found me walking downstream from the A19 bridge to see if could add to my great start to the season. The beck was still a little high, fast and coloured so I wasn’t surprised that there was nothing rising to dry flies. So after a while I switched back to the Goldhead fished K&D but that also produced no takers, in fact I didn’t get a touch or see a fish all afternoon. Never mind I know things will improve as the weather warms up.