Review: Best lures from Finland 2017

Following on from recent posts about my first trips to Finland, I thought I would give a rundown on the most productive lures from last year’s trip.

Whilst for the second year in a row I failed to get beyond the jacks (small pike), what they lacked in size they certainly made up for in number and on light tackle provided great sport on a variety of methods and baits. Several pike and perch fell to float-fished live and dead baits, but most were taken on artificial lures – from surface poppers and frogs, to deep diving plugs and big spoons.

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Simple Grilled Brown Trout

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The first fish I caught and ate myself was a brown trout. I was probably around seven and caught it with my Dad on a float-fished worm on the River Wharfe. Since then, I have eaten many and cooked them in numerous ways, but this is my current favourite recipe – very simple, but absolutely delicious.

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Review: Deeper 3.0 Smart Fishfinder and Deeper Flexible Arm Mount

I wrote recently about my first trip to Finland with Rock and Lake in 2016, a lot of fish were caught in beautiful surroundings and a truly wonderful family holiday was had. Whilst I failed to connect with any of the larger pike that Lake Puula is reputed to hold, it had been my first experience boat fishing big waters for predators and I loved every minute of it. A return trip was promptly booked for summer 2017.

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A First Summer in Finland

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Brought up in the beautiful Yorkshire Dales in the North of England, I am a country boy at heart, but have been living and working in Russia on and off since 2007. Whilst the big city has plenty to offer my daughter, who was born in Moscow in 2012, I am keen that she has exposure to the great outdoors and, with luck, develops and interest in nature (and maybe even fishing).

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Return to Fly Tying

As far as 30th birthdays go, mine was a bit of a non-event. I was in the middle of a big project at work and was at my desk first thing in the morning and did not get home until after midnight, so basically missed the entire day. Moreover, our daughter had been born only two months earlier so things at home were rather chaotic and any thought of birthday celebrations had understandably taken a back seat. However, I did get one great present from my wife and newly born daughter – two Richard Wheatley mahogany fly boxes with a lovely engraved message on them.

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Please Be With Me by Cowboy from the album 5’ll Getcha Ten

This year I will be more thoughtful of my fellow man, exert more effort in each of my endeavors, professionally as well as personally. Take love wherever I find it, and offer it to everyone who will take it.
In this coming year I will seek knowledge from those wiser than me and try to teach those who wish to learn from me. I love being alive and I will be the best man I possibly can.” January 1, 1969, Duane Allman

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Pan Fried Zander and Sautéed Vegetables

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Although you rarely see zander in English fishmongers, they are a common sight in fish markets across Europe, along with a whole host of other coarse fish that many British anglers wouldn’t even think were edible.

My mother-in-law is Polish and every year we celebrate Wigilia – the traditional Christmas Eve vigil supper – with her. Fish dishes comprise the main component of this meal and recently we trialled this recipe as a possible centre piece dish for the celebrations. It came out really well. The fillets were beautiful and crisp on the outside and the pure, white flakes of the flesh not dissimilar to cod or haddock.

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Festive Flies

There are two types of freshwater fly-fisher in the UK: the one that hangs up his or her tackle in the autumn at the end of the traditional game fishing season and the other that ploughs on through the coldest months chasing grayling – the lady of the stream.

It is unlikely that you could read far in any literature on grayling fishing before coming across the name of a fly which is synonymous with this branch of the sport – The Red Tag. Numerous versions of The Red Tag have been resident in my fly box over the years, but only recently did I try using one for the first time.

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