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River Reports
email : tongarirofishing@icloud.com
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Just enough rain.
Thu 22nd December, 2011
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| Last weeks rain was just enough...it removed the top layer of slime from the rocks, without scouring them clean so plenty left for the aquatic bugs which graze this stuff. Wading is much easier and the rafts of unsightly but harmless brown algae which builds up along the rivers edge has been washed away. It also encouraged some late spawning rainbows to make the upstream dash. Afterwards there were some nice fish around for a few days including more good browns. I had Russian businessmen Sergei and Oleg booked in for their first ever fly-fishing experience. They were part of a group touring Ne ... |
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A river to myself.
Thu 15th December, 2011
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| Update 16th December 5.30 am. River peaked at 74 cumecs last night but levels are now dropping. Angling pressure on the Tongariro continues to be almost non-existent. On Monday for instance I walked and fished the TRB between Major Jones and the Lower Birch, other than three anglers fishing below the swing bridge I had the whole of the middle river to myself. With so few anglers to compare notes with and guiding quiet on the lead up to Christmas, this weeks report is very much based on my own impressions. It's been raining on and off for a couple of days and is forecast to become heavier today ... |
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You learn something every day.
Mon 5th December, 2011
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| The old saying "you learn something every day" is never more true than when applied to fishing. I had picked up long time mates Rosemary and Alex from Creel Lodge and we were making our way along the track to a quiet spot upriver. I'd better explain that Rosemary is a Kiwi and Alex lives in Seattle. Both are biologists and they met years ago while working on a project in Chicago. This was Alex's first trip to visit his old work colleague and even though he was only half way through his two week trip he was already smitten with New Zealand. Our walk upriver had turned into a bit of a nature ram ... |
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