Canadas
British Columbia has always been regarded as a Mecca by
top game anglers worldwide and the Chilliwack area on the
Fraser River system is perhaps the jewel in the crown.
So
when Angling Classic Tours asked in September last year
if I was willing to lead a party to saviour this delight,
wild horses could not have stopped me! I can tell
you there are some real benefits to being a guide for Angling
Classic Tours. But enough about me.
We
chose the Chilliwack region specifically to record a promotional
video for Angling Classics and Bluewater Rockies Sport fishing.
Anyway
what better an opportunity to see how the mighty Rockies stacked
up against my native Cave Hill and Mourne Mountains.
My
companions for the trip were English tackle dealers, Richard
Havers, and husband and wife Richard and Kerry Sheard.
After a relatively comfortable 10hr flight from Gatwick (booking
a seat upgrade is so worth the money) we arrived in Vancouver
where our pre-booked Ford 4x4 awaited us.
Driving
straight down Highway One through Chilliwack to Slesse Park,
a lovely little hamlet situated on the bank of the beautiful
Vedder River we found the River bend Lodge.
Until
you actually travel to the Rockies along British Columbias
Coastal area, you cannot imagine the purity of the air, washed
clean as it sweeps down from the glacier peaks. It can
only be described as taking an open-aired shower so refreshed
it leaves you.
Our
base camp was a two-bedroom log cabin. Complete with central
heating, TV, En-suite bathrooms, internet, and its own kitchen,
which was only ever used for tea making and keeping the odd
beer cool, as all meals were prepared and delivered to our
door by Jennifer, our hostess.
Just
yards from our front door ran the Vedder River, a beautiful
clean clear boulder strewn river alive with the six species
of Pacific Salmon that run the Fraser system. And the river
in which I recorded my personal best, a huge fish of 30lb.
unfortunately it was the one day we forgot the camera, so
you'll have to take my word for it!
Chris,
our Canadian guide met us that first night, and over a few
beers, we planned our campaign for the coming week. Having
been on a few film shoots and Guiding , I know exactly
how hard it is to produce fish to order, but for some reason
Chris didn't look very worried.
He
specialises in targeting Western Canada's top sport fish,
including all six species of Pacific
Salmon,
as well as Steelhead, Trout, and, not to mention the prehistoric,
White Sturgeon!
Lots,
having been drawn, it was decided Chris, Dave, and I were
to fish, while Richard and Kerry were to capture our fly-fishing
success on video and camera.
Dave & Steve
However,
we were strangers in a strange land and to a lot Canadian
fishermen think European fly fishers are mad. Over 80
% of the locals we seen using lead headed pink marabou jigs
with large poly floats to target their salmon. I must admit,
it works. Chum salmon hammered the jigs on virtually every
other cast. Indeed many of the bigger fish we saw landed
fell to this method, with the exception of one huge Coho,
taken on a large spoon fished on a downrigger and, of course
my Vedder river fish.
But
on our travels we did spot a few Canadians savouring the delights
of fighting these tremendous fish on a fly rod. So there is
hope for them yet!
That
first morning Chris turned up at 7 am sharp, the 300bhp engine
of his jet boat idling, ready for the off. This was
no ordinary river charter boat. Imagine a tea tray with
a honking 5.2 litre V8 strapped to its back and you'll get
the picture. Yet despite its size four men could lift
it from a trailer and it can run in of water and turn on its
own axis. Needless to say moving from beat to beat at
speed was no problem.
For
our first port of call, Chris took us to what he called The
Rock. A huge boulder 15 yards off shore were the Harrison
River joins the Fraser. From this vantage point we couldn't
believe our eyes. Salmon of all types, Chums, Pinks,
Sockeyes. Cohos, were heading and tailing, swirling, jumping
and smashing virtually everywhere we looked. We also spotted
Bald Eagles and the odd Beaver.
Although
Richard was supposed to be filming the action, the temptation
proved too much, and indeed it was he who landed our first
catch after a hard fighting 20 minutes. It was a lovely
Chum or Dog as the locals call them, of about 13lbs.
Indeed Richard set the pattern for us for the next five hours
as we all had Salmon after Salmon lots of times 3 of us where
fighting fish at the same time.
I
have to say those Chum were the most memorable. Boy
do those doggies live up to their name. The power of those
fish is just awesome, snatching 250 yds of backing screaming
from your reel.
While
the takes were solid, the runs varied. Some fish exploded,
head shaking out of the water. Others accelerated in
a heart stopping run for fast water and apparent safety.
Yet what I savoured most were the fish which greyhounded across
the surface, proposing as they went. What a sight!
We
got more video footage in those5 hrs, than we did during the
rest of our trip such was the quality of the salmon fishing
by the Harrison-Fraser junction.
Lunch
and filming over, Chris tempted us to try a little of his
guiding speciality. White Sturgeon fishing. Well
I didn't know about anyone else, but with aching arms virtually
falling off, having already landed 25 salmon, the idea of
just sitting in a boat for a few hours seemed like heaven.
It
proved to be my second misconception of the trip. No
sooner had Chris picked his spot and cast his bait did there
begin a tap-tap, tapping on the 40lb class boat rod.
Handing me the rod Chris offered me a $100 bounty if I could
break the rod while striking into the monster.
I struck as hard as I could, the Lami Glass one-piece rod
remained intact. Then all hell broke loose
Pinned
to the side of the boat by a long heavy run, the fish peeling
off 150lb braided line at will, the monster did something
I didn't expect. This 7ft of primeval fish jumped 8ft
straight into the air, then crash landed back into the Fraser,
leaving my rig behind.
But
I was hooked. I wanted more and within minutes I felt
the telltale tug as another monster picked up the baited stocking
bag full of salmon row. I waited for a long pull, as
instructed, then struck. And we were off again in a
merry dance.
However,
with confidence growing, and knowing what to expect, this
time it stayed attached. Although not as large as the
first, I'm proud to say, within ten minutes we where photographing
my first Sturgeon. While only a five-footer it was my
biggest fish ever, although a record that wasn't to last the
afternoon out. There is nothing quite like seeing a
5-12ft fish explode out of the water. Give it a try
and you won't be disappointed!
What
I loved most about the Fraser Valley was its mix of different
waters, from the Fraser itself, with massive stocks of every
variety of Pacific salmon, to the upper reaches of the Vedder
which run in places like an Irish trout stream. The
Fraser and Harrison river systems are home to amazing runs
of Salmon Chinook, Sockeye, Coho, Pink, and Chum up to 45
million in a good Pink year. (Which is hard to believe
being an Atlantic salmon Fisher from
N. Ireland where our runs are counted in 1000s, if we are
lucky`)
In addition
don't forget the Steelheads, one of the most prized of the
West Coast game fish. This migratory Rainbow can reach
up to 30lbs plus, running the rivers from the sea and can
fight like a dragster! With such diversity you never
have to fish the same water twice, and at the right time of
year you can almost pick and choose how many fish you want
to catch.
There
are some nine different rivers to be fished from the Chilliwack
area not to mention countless different mountain lakes, overflowing
with Rainbows, Lake Trout, Pike and Dolly Varden (a kind of
Char).
Another
added bonus of September fishing is the" Pinks.
Although these fish don't reach great sizes, 10lb is a big
one, there are plenty of them. They run in numbers every
odd numbered year and for anyone who prefers light gear, Pinks
on a 6-7-weight fly rod are an absolute thrill. Try
using Pink lures, much as you would for Rainbows in UK.
We targeted these fish and they put up a fantastic scrap on
the fly...
Although
some may say that the West Coast Pacific salmon do not have
the same mystique as the Atlantics, a whole section of fly
fishermen, are looking for a good value venue that will get
them connected to a good number of very hard fighting fish
on a fly. And more importantly, without them having
to sell the wife, or re-mortgage the house. Ok maybe
sell the wife, only joking!
In my opinion British Columbia.
pound for pound, fish for fish, is just that.
Some are maybe lucky enough to pick and choose their fly-fishing,
on top beats, when at its very best. But for the guys
who have only one week in a year to really enjoy themselves
in a beautiful place to get locked into some of the hardest
fighting fish and lots of them, then British Columbia fits
the bill every time. And the Fraser can be all
things to all men, just as the Salmon season fades at the
end of November, this marks the onset of one of the biggest
runs of Steelhead in the world, and believe me there are not
many who would turn there nose up at one of these.
Fact File...
Rods:
As always
I packed too much gear, and even ended up breaking my treasured
12, nine rated double hander following a particularly 30 minute
nasty fight with a big Chum, that I had fowl hooked much
to the amusement of the company.
Although
I had also armed myself with a 10 foot, eight rated rod, it
was the Bloke 9 foot, nine rated Salt Water Travel rod which
proved to be the most suited for the job.
Fly
lines:
We had them
all, from floating to intermediate to sink tips of differing
weights and lengths. However, with line, backing is
the key point to remember. Believe me you will need
it, my record was losing 270yds in one run before the fish
eventually broke me. Unfortunately that day we did have
the camera to record it. Dam!, but what a run the speed
of that fish was amazing and is one I will never forget.
Flies:
Having done
my homework and spending many a long evening sweating over
my fly tying vice concocting as many different variations
of a pink fly as I could muster, having been told, Anything
as long as its pink mate, it did prove galling when Chris
produced a box stuffed full of Silver headed muddlers.
They seemed
to consistently out fish everything when on the Chums and
the Cohos. But to my mind the colour was not the difference,
but the added weight of the silver bead, which took the fly
to the correct fishing depth quicker. Anyway we where
still catching three or four salmon an hour on my flies.
Remember
also the Fraser system demands that flies must be dressed
on barb less single hooks only.
What
Are The Best Times To Fish?
STURGEON:
year round fishery. Peak months April-May, August-Nov.
CHINOOK: peak months, June-Oct
COHO: peak months, Sept-Jan
SOCKEYE: peak months, July-Oct
PINK: peak months, Aug- Oct
CHUM: peak months, Sept-Nov
STEELHEAD and Sea run CHAR Dolly
Varden: peak months, Nov-April (winter runs)
STEELHEAD: peak months, -July (summer runs)
CUTTHROAT: Spring and fall months
I
can't wait to return to fish Chilliwack area in BC it is a
truly remarkable place. With its various rivers not to mention
countless different mountain lakes, stuffed with both Rainbows,
Lake Trout, Pike and Dolly Varden (a kind of Char), and I
fully intend to fish as many as I can, and return to fish
the Rock. Amazing Scenery and fish and I must admit
the Rockies do look the part.