Pikey
The Pikey
My best pattern to catch pike. First tied in 1987, with colours changing from a
rather dark overall look to a more light one to accommodate different
situations or tastes; of pike and angler.
The streamer works best when fished slow, a good method is to let it sink and
then bring it up to the surface by lifting the rod.
Materials:
Thread - black
Tail - red Flashabou
Body - chinille, yellow or green
Ribbing - oval silver
Hackle + wing - multicoloured Flashabou or Crinkle - flash
Eyes - optional
Top Ten
Flies for Ireland
Hilariously funny, seriously, this is angling's answer to "Last Of The Summer
Wine"! .....Ray Robinson is a real life "Compo" who goes fishing with Dietrich
Bohnhorst.....I give it 10 out of 10.....a must have DVD for all the
family.
Roger Baker, Irish Angler Magazine
This DVD is a must for every fisherman who wants to learn the delicate art of
flytying.
The beautiful scenery enhances the pleasure of this film, as does the dry
humour of his eccentric English friend "the great Raymondo". Watch as they
tramp the landscape, dressed as if extras in Monty Python's Quest for the Holy
Grail, (which in a sense they are, in a fishy sort of way).
Great Entertainment for all the Family
114 minutes of fly-tying and fishing. Dietrich Bohnhorst's entertaining and practical guide for every game angler. On DVD for only EURO 20
or order by phone
Tel.: ++353-(0)74-97 36922
Belly Boating
Two well known anglers of the region, Ruediger, Dietrich and a visiting German
angler, named Guenther, decided to go for pike: fish a certain lake in the
South-West of Donegal, known for its good stock of that big fish. One of the
well known anglers of the region had actually a small red boat lying there, a
fact which had made the choice of water even easier.
All the important ingredients for a good day's pike fishing, like cool-box with
beer and sausages, flask with coffee, a barbecue and charcoal, rods and reels
etc. were loaded into the van.
The German visitor, whose figure allowed the conclusion that he loved his food
and a good dose of that famous German beverage called Pils, announced :I think
I try the Belly Boat. The tackle dealer back home gave me a Belly Boat, to put
it to the test in Ireland.
The thing, looking like an olive green tractor-tyre-tube with pieces of net and
a few straps attached to it, was pumped up in no time by means of mighty
bellows. Other essentials for conquering the waters with a belly boat, like
flippers and a pair of chest waders, filled up the little van completely. It
was decided to go with two cars.
The weather was great; thick cloud cover, a good breeze and not to warm.
Expectations high the two well known anglers of the region and their German
visiting angler arrived at the lake, parked the cars up by the farmhouse
opposite the gate, from where a path lead down to the lake.
Belly boat and accessories had to be unloaded first to get to the fly rods,
which were already armed with huge streamers. A little white car, driven by a
middle aged woman, drove past as the German visiting angler was in the middle
of that awkward process to get into the chest waders. She slowed down a bit to
wave friendly and the anglers waved back.
One of the well known anglers of the region wanted to fish from the banks, the
other walked down to where his boat lay. The German visiting angler put on his
flippers and climbed into the belly boat. The piece of net between his thighs
held him firmly in the middle of the inflated rubber ring, which reached almost
up to arm-pit level; one of the straps was used to attach a big landing net. As
he walked through the gate, the little white car drove past again, this time
brought almost to a still stand by the woman.
It took the German visiting angler a good while to get down to the lake,
flippers and the wind, catching his bulky figure, slowed him down considerably;
the fly-rod in his right hand looked like a balancing device.
The two well known anglers of the region fished a very promising spot, near a
little inlet. One from the bank, the other from his little red boat outside a
patch of water-lilies.
Guenther forced himself through the thick ring of reeds surrounding the water.
When his feet lost contact to the ground he began to propel himself forward
with help of the flippers.
He is very fast with that thing, commented one well known angler of the region
as they watched their German visiting angler breaking through the waves,
approaching the middle of the lake.
But he should know that the pike are only close to the reeds, replied the other
well known angler of the region. In the background up on the road the little
white car drove past and it looked like it stopped actually for a little
moment.
At that time the well known angler of the region fishing from his boat, hooked
a pike.
The visiting German angler turned his belly boat around and headed for the bank
where he came from.
Why is he in such a hurry to get back? remarked Ruediger, playing the
fish.
They watched their visitor arriving at the reeds, pushing himself through, and
as he walked up to the gate he seemed to have acquired more gravity, the wind
didn't affect his balance at all any more.
The well known angler of the region decided the pike was too small and put it
back, organised his landing net for another possible fish, when the German
visiting angler appeared in the distance at the gate, wearing nothing but a
pink shirt, which fluttered vigorously in the wind. There must be something
wrong with our visitor, detected the two well known anglers of the region, the
one in the boat picked up the one on the bank and rowed across the lake, to
find out what might bother the man.
The Belly Boat is not to recommend for Ireland, spoke the German visiting
angler, as the two well known anglers of the region arrived at the cars and
gaped at the display of belly boat and wet clothes, draped over fence and
bushes.
It was okay at first, continued Guenther, but when I came towards the middle of
the lake, the waves splashed against the front of the belly boat and into my
chest waders, then I turned around and that was even worse, because there is
more of a gap between chest waders and body at the back; they were filled up to
the brim in no time.
The little white car passed again, the woman, astonished, had a good
look.
Must tell this tackle dealer at home that Belly Boats are not to recommend for
Ireland, repeated the German visiting angler, whereupon Ruediger, the well
known angler of the region said, let's start with the barbecue then.
DEDICATION
In 1995 Dietrich Bohnhorst and Ray Robinson produced DEDICATION, a four part movie, following two dedicated fly-fishers through various entertaining and exciting expeditions on land and sea in the North-West of Ireland.
After DEDICATION was shown on European TV via French Station AB-Sat and in
North America via a cable network it became somewhat of an angler's cult film.
All 107 minutes of DEDICATION are available for only €20 on DVD;
or order by phone
Tel.: ++353-(0)74-97 36922
DEDICATION is not a how to or where to go program. It's a slice of life.