Cold rainy days. Flooded and murky rivers. Big hungry trout in the slower water. It was autumn in the South Island of New Zealand, and only the die-hard fanatics were out swinging their fly rods. Luckily for me, I had the pleasure of being one of them. I didn’t meet any other fly-fishermen in any…
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The starlings were the first to start their morning chatter, then followed by the unmistakable song of a tui. The oystercatchers could also be heard as they headed out towards the exposed sand flats, and the elderly snoring shag that slept in the tree right next to my tent was also up and decided to…
The Interislander ferry would take me across the Cook Strait and down to the South Island a week or so later, and there was just enough time to squeeze in a few more days of fishing with my friends. Cicada season should have been over by now, but as I had discovered, the fish were…
My stay at the North Island of New Zealand was nearing its end, and so was the summer season. But between the storms and downpours, there was still warm days and good fishing to be had. My recent experiences with cicada fly-fishing had been a revelation for me and I wanted more. There are many…
I had been lingering around in one area for almost two weeks, exploring various small rivers and hoping the rain would stay away. But as I was slowly coming to understand, this area receives its fair share of steady downpours, gathered up by the surrounding landscape and prevailing winds. With large parts of the North…
It has been some weeks since my last update on the blog. After a January with fantastic weather, in fact the warmest in NZ history, February has been rather grey and wet. I have still had some great fishing, but the ever-changing weather inspired me to move around and explore for me new areas on…
