The Einarsson Fly Fishing Blog

“IT IS NOT THE FISH WE ARE AFTER”

My journey into fly fishing | August 2nd, 2016 | Author: Per Arneberg

I grew up with a dad who was my idol. Spending time with him was fun, exciting, and I always wanted to be like him. Growing up we spent summers hiking into the mountains of Telemark, to our log cabin camp. The journey in by foot is roughly two hours. The valley meanders along a string of lakes along the way, each with its own row boat, and each with its own healthy stock of vibrant, wild brown trout.

We used to fish quite a bit with the row boat, harling both spoons and flies. Secretly both of us hoped the fly would catch more, out of some deeply ingrained, yet falsely informed notion that the fly was a superior means by ... […]

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Gaula June

July 5th, 2016 | Author: Simon Kitcher

June has now passed; during this month many thousands of salmon have passed the Agdenes peninsula on the outer South Trøndelag coast in middle Norway before travelling through the Trondheim fjord on their homeward journey to the river Gaula.

Hugging the rocky coastline the fish travel in year class schools past the ripening wheat fields of Byneset, the bread basket of middle Norway, before entering the river at Melhus – where the salt of the fjord meets the freshwater of the Gaula. Spring came early to Gaudal this year, the heat of the May sunshine quickly... […]

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„Slæmur dagur í veiði er betri en besti dagurinn í vinnunni“

20. apríl 2016 | Höfundur: Pálmi Gunnarsson tónlistarmaður

Það er stutt í sögunördinn í mér og fljótlega eftir að ég fór að veiða með flugu komst ég að því að fluguveiði á sér langa og býsna merkilega sögu. Til dæmis eru skráðar heimildir um fluguveiðar löngu fyrir tíma Krists en þá áttu menn að hafa vafið beinkróka með litaðri ull og notað sem agn.

Abbadís í skosku klaustri er talin hafa ritað fyrst um fluguveiðar, þar sem hún sýndi uppskriftir af þurrflugum sem hún og nunnur klaustursins notuðu við urriðaveiðar í nærliggjandi ám og fylgir því úr hlaði með heimspekilegum lýsingum á þeim kostum sem góður veiðimaður þyrfti að vera búinn. […]

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The Travellers Return

March 15th, 2016 | Author: Simon Kitcher

It is still cold here in Yorkshire – very cold by English standards, with the frozen ground remaining like brown concrete late into the afternoon. All thoughts are focused on the changing seasons as we wait for spring to lift the sap and our spirits from the cold grip of winter.

Portents of change such snowdrops on the woodland floor and the raucous reengagement of the rooks with their scruffy wind-blown nests invite us to contemplate the delicious thought of another springs beauty around the corner. The wonderful spring, full of the energetic scent, colour, noise and movement that the rising sun makes possible; what a privilege to be alive! […]

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Á valdi veiðiástríðunnar

18. febrúar 2016 | Höfundur: Pálmi Gunnarsson tónlistarmaður

Þar sem áin fellur hæg að grasigrónum bakkanum svífur rjómagul vorfluga með vatnsfletinum, sest fimlega á lygnupoll, snyrtir vængi og dansar sinn síðasta dans. Svelgurinn sem brýtur spegilinn er voldugur og ég veit að mín bíða ævintýri.

Þegar ég fékk fyrsta sjóbirtinginn öslandi í yfirborðinu á eftir rauðum spinner í Vesturdalslóni í Vopnafirði var ég á toppi heimsins, fullkomlega á valdi veiðiástríðunnar. Hálfri öld síðar er ég ennþá við sama heygarðshornið. Sama tilfinningin heldur mér á tánum og fær blóðið á hreyfingu. Ég hef samt á þessum áratugum sem liðnir eru frá björtum sumarnóttum við Vesturdalslón tekið hin ýmsu hliðarspor, eins og til dæmis það að láta mér detta sú fásinna í hug að hætta að veiða af því að ég var orðinn leiður á maðk- og spúnaveiði. The thrill was gone […]

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Iceland, the fisherman’s paradise and a few pointers for your first visit

February 18, 2016 | Author: Alan Matthews

Why do many including myself believe Iceland to be the fisherman’s paradise for quality fly fishing for salmon and trout?

What is a fisherman’s paradise anyway? It’s a place with magnificent scenery, a place where you spend your day on the river undisturbed by anything man-made, where the only sound to be heard is the river, the fly line on the water (which at times sounds very loud), and even sometimes the splash of a fish jumping right next to you. Most importantly, it’s a place with rivers and lakes that are abundant with wild game fish. That’s the word I would use to describe Iceland’s fishing season – abundance!! Abundant in tranquillity, silence, fantastic scenery that changes with every turn into new valleys, great fly water, 24 hours a day of sunlight, and last but not least Iceland’s record numbers of wild salmon and trout. […]

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