The Saugeen, Maitland and Grand Rivers all have stretches that, while absent any obvious signs of civilization, are rich in wildlife, and boast an incredible variety of bird species.
You will see Purple Martins darting in every direction as they pick off unsuspecting insects right out of the air. There are Great Blue Herons who, along with the occasional fisherman, wade and fish along the riverbanks. Vultures, Red Tail Hawks and songbirds too numerous to mention are in abundance and Bald Eagles have been known to put in an occasional appearance.
Together with good friend Wallace and our river guide Ken, we planned to fly fish a stretch of the Grand River for native Rainbow Trout. If by chance some Brown or Speckled Trout were to come our way, we would have to tough it out and perhaps catch a few of those as well.
Ken, who is a part owner of Grand River Troutfitters, a full service fly-fishing specialty store located in Fergus Ontario, is a seasoned guide and master fly fisherman in every aspect of the sport. He operates a guide service out of the store, running float trips down several South/Western Ontario Rivers. If you are interested in something a bit more exotic, he also arranges and guides trips to Florida and the Caribbean during our “hard water” season for Bone Fish and other saltwater species.
He is an excellent teacher and I think it’s fair to say something of a perfectionist. There are times when it feels very much like being in Fly-Fishing Boot Camp while you are under his watchful eye. He keeps you on your toes and is constantly giving you tips and instructions so there is no question about what he expects you to do and when he expects you to do it.
The first time I fished with Ken, quite frankly, I found him to be something of a pain in the neck but soon came to realize that his approach was designed to make me a better fly fisherman and put as many fish as possible on my line. During the relatively brief time we have spent together my fly fishing skills have improved considerably, we always catch fish and I have come to thoroughly enjoy his company.
We fished out of a specially designed “float” boat which features padded seats, casting platforms and, what I can best describe as a “pulpit” located both fore and aft that you can wedge yourself into when standing to cast or fight a fish. Power is provided by the current, two guide-operated oars and when we hit a shallow spot Ken simply hopped into the water and pulled us along. There is plenty of storage for all your gear and it would be hard to imagine a boat better suited to this type of fishing.
Once on the river we started fishing nymphs. A drop line with several pieces of small split shot was attached about twelve inches above the nymph to keep our presentation on or near bottom and a strike indicator was added further up the line. We hadn’t been fishing for more than five minutes before I hooked a very nice Rainbow that we all got a very good look at as it waved goodbye during its initial jump. I then managed to land two small “bows” followed by one in the four to five pound range that Ken coaxed into the net after a very spirited fight featuring some serious aerobatics. In fact every fish we caught, regardless of its size, gave a very good account of itself.
Wallace in the meantime was not faring all that well and was zero for three during his initial time in the “pulpit.” Given the type of presentation required it was something of a challenge for both of us to cast simultaneously while at the same time trying to avoid catching each other. As I had already caught three fish and missed a couple of others, the rules of angling etiquette demanded that I put down my rod until he either caught a fish or ceded the river back to me.
Wallace is a lawyer and a damn good one at that. His extremely competitive nature came to the fore during a previous outing when, after getting snagged he handed me his rod because I had a better angle on where he was hooked up and therefore was in a better position to deal with the snag. Not only did I manage to save his fly I hooked a fish while stripping his line back in! Wallace immediately demanded that I return his rod and the look on his face suggested that if I didn’t comply he would commence legal proceedings forthwith. With that in mind you can see why observing proper etiquette was extremely important.
We continued to fish nymphs and Ken switched Wallace over to a rod with a sinking line. He managed to catch a couple of small “bows” and I added two more to my total. We then came to an area where we could see fish rising and Ken switched us over to dry flies. We were not having any luck and Ken, who appeared to be on a first name basis with most of the insects on the river, constantly kept changing our flies, trying to match what the trout were feeding on – but unfortunately, we didn’t appear to have the right flavour.
While keeping a close eye on the insect life, I saw Ken point and say “Grey Fox” a number of times. Initially I was under the impression that he was referrring to a unique member of the fox family so each time he pointed I frantically scanned the shore line in hopes of getting a look at this elusive creature. Not seeing anything remotely resembling a fox, it finally dawned on me that Ken was pointing at a very small insect that otherwise serves as trout food.
Your guided float trip is all-inclusive. You will be served a very good lunch along with plenty of cold drinks and snacks. There is no need to bring your own rods/reels and flies – unless you prefer your own equipment - because they provide the very best tackle available. If you have waders you might want to pack them because there may be an opportunity to do some wading. To top it off, you will actually be on the river fishing for at least seven hours.
While most of the fishing in Southern Ontario now takes place within an urban environment with many fish species coming from a hatchery, there are still a few places in our own backyard where, for at least a few hours, you can imagine being miles from civilization while catching native fish.
A number of forward thinking anglers associations and conservation authorities have worked very hard to preserve these rivers and the resident fish population so we can enjoy the occasional foray into the urban wilderness.
Post Script
As we were floating downstream Ken would check out some areas along the shoreline to see if the Smallmouth Bass had moved into their traditional spawning areas. We saw some huge bass and plans are underway to fish the Grand or perhaps one of the other rivers with surface poppers once the season opens. I have no doubt that after several hours under Ken’s direction I will become an accomplished popper fisherman.
By the way, if Muskie are your passion and if you have always dreamed about catching one on a fly rod, give Ken a call because he can put you onto some of those as well.
