Do you remember the plagues in the Book of Exodus? The ten
disasters inflicted on Egypt by the God of Israel in order to convince the
Pharaoh to allow the Israelites to depart from slavery. The waters being
turned to blood, plagues of frogs, lice and locusts, three days and nights
of darkness …. all eventually working up to death of the firstborn.
I am beginning to think that something similar is being
visited upon us so that eventually the Department for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs will release all those that love rivers
from the servitude of the Environment Agency (EA). The fishing
community has been rarely well treated by the EA but the yoke of oppression
has become ever heavier with each passing month since the start of the
pandemic. Let me take you through some of our new hells.
The plague of the homies: EA officials were confined to
their homes as visiting river pollution incidents was deemed too dangerous
in the early months of Covid. Turning your money into EA money: fishing
licence fees were retained by the EA even though fishing was banned by law
during lockdown. Death of common sense: weed booms were not put in place as
EA officials failed to work out a way of working outside whilst 2m apart
when construction sites were fully operational. Infestation of sewage:water
companiesuse rivers as open sewers.
I’m sure, given a bit of time I, or you, could fill up the
other six but let us suffice with the latest bit of EA madness when
they announced on Monday (6/September) that water companies would be
allowed to discharge effluent that has not been treated to levels
stipulated in their environmental permits if they’re unable to get the
chemicals needed to treat the sewage due to “the UK’s new relationship with
the EU”, “coronavirus” or “other unavoidable supply chain failures”.
Don’t think (or hope) this waiver applies just to the lowest
risk waste; both A (low risk) and the B (medium risk) discharges will be
allowed with only C (high risk) exempted. However, I’m sure the cynic in
many of us might well wonder about this tiered system allowing the
possibility for comingling.
Now, if we had a water industry with an exemplary record you
might just say, OK exceptional times/ exceptional measures. But we all know
from the recent Southern Water fines, BBC Panorama investigation and the
400,000 discharges that annually ride a cart and horses through the current
permitting scheme that the water treatment companies will likely grasp this
legitimisation of many already dubious practices with both hands.
Perhaps what worries me most is the open-ended nature and
inherent vagueness of this supply chain waiver. There is no end or review
date. It is essentially self-certificated. Harm to water, air, soil,
plants or animal is only limited to being ‘significant’. And towards the
end of the new regulations, it becomes clear that the water companies will
also be able to apply the waiver for not just supply chain failures but
also staff absences and contractors being unavailable.
Maybe I’m being overly paranoid but it does seem that the EA
has been taken hostage by the very industry it is meant to police.
I am sorry to bring you news of the death of Robina
Thompson, owner of Fisherton de la Mere on the River Wylye, who passed away
peacefully on August 29th.
Robin as she preferred to be called, was something of a
Fishing Breaks legend not so much for her fishing knowledge or prowess (I’m
not even certain she ever held a rod in her life) but for the afternoon
teas she served visiting anglers. On the lawn overlooking the river,
or in her conservatory, she plied all comers with tea and cake. Twenty years
after the event she still talked of guests Brad Pitt and Vinnie Jones.
Which reminds me, I must rescue the photo of that occasion from the rod
My connection with Robin dates back to the early days of
Fishing Breaks. She was then (this is the early 90’s) still in her 50’s,
already a widow having bought The Dower House, the fishing and land a few
years prior with her husband when they retired from farming and horse
dealing to one of the quaintest Wiltshire villages you will ever
find. It is not exactly off the beaten track, just west of the busy
Salisbury to Warminster road, but the village is effectively a dead end and
the locals jealously guard their anonymity. The highways authority long ago
gave up replacing the Fisherton de la Mere sign which repeatedly
disappeared in the night.
Robin loved that about her village; there was always
something of a mischievous streak in her. I’m pretty sure that if there is
a sign on the way to heaven that might likewise disappear just so she might
watch the rest of us get lost. Goodbye Robin. It was tremendous fun.
I'm a vole who
lives in a hole
Many of us miss Jaffa, the Nether Wallop Mill cat, who died
last year. However, not everyone appreciated his 17-year reign of terror.
Jaffa’s food of choice was small mice. There are literally
hundreds who inhabit the thick margins around the lake and along the Brook;
a breakfast toll of four to six was pretty normal fare as he ate them whole
in just a few crunching bites. But he often didn’t eat what he killed.
Frequently I found dead rats, moles and water voles intact bar the puncture
wounds that did for them.
Why cats don’t eat these I’m not entirely sure. Moles I can
guess at; a diet that entirely consists of earthworms probably doesn’t make
for tasty flesh. But rats? They are pretty high-level eaters. And water
voles have a blameless vegetarian diet. But killed they are. Maybe it’s a
territory thing. Or simply for fun. However, in the absence of a cat our
water vole population has spiked, so much so we have a resident living
right under the house.
He has cleverly constructed a run behind the boards that
hold up the bank chewing away some openings in the oak timber to allow him
brief forays into the open to feast on a vole favourite, ranunculus.
I assume he’s mostly a dawn eater but who knows really? He’s pretty nimble
so spying on us as he does from behind the boards its really anyone’s guess
as to what happens when our backs our turned.
However, I have some bad news for our cautious vole ..... we
have a new cat.
Half Term Kids Camp
I know it is hard to believe but your current domestic
tranquillity only has a six-week shelf life - half term looms towards the
end of October.
This will pretty well be our last gasp here at Nether Wallop
Mill as we close for the season at the end of October, so we’ll have plenty
of fish to clear out ahead of the winter and we might even deploy the odd
mouse pattern (!) or two for a last hurrah.
The Kids Camp takes on Monday 25 October (8-11 years),
Tuesday 26 October (12-15 years) and Wednesday 27 October (16-17
years). There is a 10% discount for sibling or groups. Details here .....
The normal random collection of
questions inspired by the date, events or topics in the Newsletter.
It is just for fun with answers at the bottom of the
1)What is the origin of the Dower House
2)In what book was Ratty, a water vole,
a central character?
3)What was the name of the single
released by Nirvana on this day 30 years ago often dubbed the anthem of
If you have an interest in the state of our riverine nation
one of the best publications every year is the Game & Wildlife
Conservation Trust annual report.
Now, I would not recommend it all as a light reading. These
are, for the most part, extracts from scientific papers that are written
with exactitude in mind. But often they provide enlightenment on issues of
concern. The 2020 report does not fail in this respect covering nine
topics, three of which struck a chord with me.
River Frome salmon population
The Frome Atlantic salmon population is one of the most
monitored in the world, with the East Stoke counter dating back over 50
years. Though this is helpful historically the problem has been that salmon
run data only measured returning fish with no corresponding data on the
smolts that left the river. All output but no input as the scientists like
However, since 2005 an annual cohort of Frome smolts have
been inserted with a unique micro tag which allows the station to
monitor when each individual departs to sea and when it returns i.e. Fred
out, Fred in. In 2020 8,000 were tagged as part of this long-term research
which should aid separately analysis of the changes affecting survival that
occur in freshwater and those that occur at sea.
It would be good to have a silver bullet of an explanation
for the decline of our salmon runs since the 1990’s but sadly this report,
as with all others, has not yet found the definitive
explanation. There are a few bits of good news (Frome smolt run up 40%
in 2020) but as yet, to labour the analogy, no smoking gun as to the why.
Understanding grayling survival
The grayling population on the River Wylye has declined
dramatically in the past 15 years, 75% lower than it was in 2003 with an
even larger decline in bigger specimens. The report by Jessica Marsh
examines whether more frequent summer and winter low flows are the cause
with the consensus being yes.
I picked out two sections of the report; one which drives me
bonkers and the other confirms what many of us have long thought. The
second first. Marsh writes, “Interestingly, we found no negative
impact of large trout abundance on grayling survival estimates, suggesting
that the two species are well adapted to coexisting in the same geographic
area.” She goes on to say that essentially good trout habitat is good
grayling habitat and vice versa.
However, when examining the reasons for low flows Marsh
falls back on the lazy explanation: climate change. “Low flows in
summer and winter seem to be becoming more frequent in the River Wylye,”
she writes, “ suggesting that its grayling population might be vulnerable
to climate change.”
Well, I’m sure grayling are vulnerable to climate change but
on the Wylye (and most other rivers) it will be over abstraction and
pollutants that do for them long before climate change.
Do beavers affect brown trout?
Bearing in mind that the UK government announced this week a
12-week consultation into the wild release of beavers this is a timely
piece of research which examined a site in northern Scotland comprising of
two streams that feed the same freshwater loch, one stream modified by
beaver activity whilst the other was unaltered.
This, for me at least, was a fascinating study because it
was as far as I know the first and only attempt to concurrently compare
like with like. The conclusions are not overwhelmingly surprising.
Bug life: in the slower water above the beaver dam there were more
invertebrates but the population altered to favour insect life that
preferred slower moving water such as midges. The population of
invertebrates preferring faster water decreased.
Brown trout: the same slower water favoured the older trout but reduced
the number of younger trout. This research took place over a single year
(2016) which suggests that over time the trout population would inevitably
Migration: the trout in the study do move between the loch and the
river so it was considered ‘possible’ that beaver activity ‘reduced the
propensity for individuals to migrate to the loch.’ Further research is
It seems to be pretty clear to me that the introduction of
beavers will simply replace one habitat (fast flowing rivers) with another
(wetlands). Which is better? Well, I personally prefer the landscape we
currently have but ultimately it is a choice that our government, driven by
a zealotry for so called rewilding I don’t fully understand, will be
visiting on a section of countryside near you very soon.
River keepers up and down the valley are looking forward to
the August Bank Holiday more than most as it marks the final day of the
final weed cut of the 2021 season.
Weed cutting is, for the most part, hard, physical labour.
Swinging that scythe might look like bucolic bliss but in truth, along with
the less blissful task of clearing down, it is relentlessly hard work when
you have to do it for 7-10 days at a stretch.
However, we don’t do it all by hand even though hand cutting
is the best and preferred method. The middle-to-lower stretches of the
Avon, Itchen and Test are simply too deep to wade so we have to call in the
Not many of you
may have seen it, but as we had a drone out the other day, I thought you’d
like some shots to see it at work on a lake.
It is essentially a diesel-powered paddle driven aluminium
boat with a set of interchangeable tools that are fitted to the hydraulic
grab on the front. The cutting blade is a reciprocating U-shaped cutting
bar that is lowered into the water. Out on the river the weed would just be
left to float away but on a lake or canal the blade is replaced with forked
bucket that skims the cuttings from the surface.
It is not the easiest thing to drive. James Joy, the current
operator who recently took over the business from his Dad, has that
helicopter pilot skill of having to maintain the speed and direction of the
boat whilst controlling the depth, angle and velocity of the blade. Added
to that are a set of caterpillar tracks beneath the boat which are used to
free it when it gets grounded or putting in or out of the water.
Some of you may have noticed that Avington had disappeared
from the radar over the summer but, as of, September 4 it is back on the
It is a tough gig these days running a stillwater
fishery. I won’t bore you with the economics and demographic
explanations but I’m sure you have noticed that there are fewer and fewer
trout lakes with each passing year. I truly cannot recall the last time a
new fishery opened but I need more than a pair of hands to count the number
that have closed in the past year.
So, as a fishery owner you have to be nimble. At our most
local of lakes, Amport Fishery, Will Hawkings-Byass, closes to fishing
every Monday so he can open for wild swimming. At Avington they took this a
step further building a 14 tent village around the trout lakes that were
‘repurposed’ for swimming, paddle boarding and even some fishing
though not all at the same time!
Judging by my visit last week the Avington experiment over
July and August has been a success. All the tents, which have proper double
beds, carpets and hay bales around a firepit, were fully booked. The large
barn was adapted as a café and bar, with a shower block and all the other
facilities to make this more glamping than camping.
All that said I think Ginnie, Ben, Aaron and all the team
will be grateful to return to the relative calm of us fly fishers come the
end of next week.
Being an occasional writer for The Spectator is a
precarious business. You take a lot of rejections but actually the people
at Old Queen Street are all really kind even when saying no.
However, even when you have an article accepted you are at
prey to the national news agenda. Last year my Beaver Fever article
had the misfortune to be slated for the week lockdown was announced hence
it appearing a full five months later.
A fortnight ago Right as Rain was only bumped for a
week, this time due to the Afghanistan crisis. The eagle eyed will notice
this is Newsletter piece from July repurposed for a more generalist