ASSEGAI RIVER, SMALLSCALE YELLOWFISH
The Dept. of Water Affairs had opened the sluices of Heyshope Dam a few days before the arrival of my guests Dèhan Bezuidenhout and Jarryd Bach. Making the Assegai rise a few inches, this also affected the water clarity. During the night lying in bed I could hear the water flowing stronger and the sound of the water coming down louder. When we woke up for coffee I could see from the deck of the cabin that the water was flowing much stronger than the previous day.
For the first days fishing I had managed to gain permission from the land owner that a very productive section of the Assegai River flows through and has bigger and larger sections than those close to the cabin where we were staying on the river. This section had been closed off to fisherman for about two years and I believed that it would produce some spectacular catches for my guests.
On arrival at the planned honey hole we were informed that we were not to drive to the place I had in mind to fish first and that we should walk if we wanted to fish it. I ran this by Jarryd and Dèhan and they were keen to make the hike. After setting up our kit, we took a brisk walk to the pool. It looked clear enough and I placed them on the most productive spots letting them cast into deeper waters from the sandbank we had waded out onto.
After about an hour with not even a take from a yellow we decided to move, the reason for fish being scarce becoming apparent as we came across a number of operations where sand for building was being pumped out of the river. Since it was not too late we packed up and returned to the waters in close proximity to the cabin.
Here on the first hole where I placed Jarryd he went tight, with a smallish but healthy Assegai Smallscale, the next moment we saw Dèhan who was upstream on the same pool’s rod bend and his reel complain as what looked like a decent fish really put the screws to him.
I managed to make my way around the pool to, help him netting the fish, after a good fight and numerous attempts to get the fish closer, for the net to come into play I managed to net a proper sized Smallscale Yellow, that would have easily pulled a scale past 2,5kg and even a bit more. A few quick photos and we set the fish back in the river.
The pool had been spooked by now so we moved to a couple of other pools, here Jarryd managed another Smallscale Yellow, but with the river running turbid it was difficult fishing, yet the guys pushed on until it was nearly dark and we decided that a cold beer at a fire with a couple of steaks would be a better idea.
The next day we were up and out early again, the water still flowing strong, at one of the first pools where we stopped I managed to land a good sized yellow in faster water.
But that was it for the day, I really gained a lot of respect for these two enthusiastic anglers the weekend, even in sub optimal conditions and the fishing being really difficult they never lost heart, kept on plugging at it and were at least rewarded with a few fish for their efforts. What really set them above some of the anglers I have fished with was the fact that after I tried to slip a portion of their guide fee back to them it was discovered and returned to me. Absolute gentlemen they were about it, no griping no complaining.
The flies that were productive on this outing were Brown V Rib Caddis, Emerging Caddis, my Sand Dragon now renamed by Dèhan as the “Bytjie” (bee) and A Green Bodied Brassie with a hot orange bead. These flies stood out in the murkier water.
Till next time on the water
Warm Water Bends