This year we have seen unbelievable amount of rain filling the Slovenian Alps rivers in May, which translated into most of them running normal even through the hottest days of August. Nothing to complain - as in recent decades we are seeing the trend of green winters coming and going - healthy water levels in summer brings joy to us.
June to October we were regularly bringing clients to these sacred waters. From the newcomers to the sport, to the proficient fly fisherman, we enjoyed a perfect dry fly and nymph sport.
At the peak of the guiding season, had to test the fish activity zones at Slovenian Jurassic Lake before hitting it with the client the day after. A plan was formed as soon as the client expressed his will to try the wild fish lake – calling a friend and we were already eager to get into the next adventure the day after. Behind the fly tying bench to the midnight and then sleeping it over to be ready for a new big day.
Another day at Vipava... Ok, not so humble – another great day on Vipava River, would be more appropriate to tell the whole truth of it. Although I'll come to it by the end of this short report.
At the end of month June, it finally came up together, few days off guiding, were all I needed to make me start on a day fishing. The water levels have been coming down to the somewhat normal and calling a friend a day before the day D, he gave me all the info I needed: »Go for it, it is the day! « Who am I to argue about it – right? I hope, I'll never get enough of it!
A lot of planning went into this – second fishing session planned in the April. Changing weather conditions and work assignments have left me visualizing the magical Gacka, but all in all it just wasn't meant to be. Month May started full of work and no free time for a two-daily session...
Each year the memory of Idrijca is haunting me through the darkish winter days. The pictures of Idrijca are deeply pressed into my DNA and to be honest here, it is one of the waters, that taxes me the most. The fishing pressure is relatively high, fish is relying on a constant food supply, you cannot go on the lookout without spotting the fish. But, that is only one part of the Rubicon cube.
Not willing to step in last year’s shoes, have decided to kick into a new season at one of the mythical waters of Balkan Peninsula – River Gacka. The Chalk stream of dreams - has seen mayor transformation in latest decades - from the holly water for fly fishing addicts throughout Europe, where big names of European fly fishing scene have honed their skills in the seventies and eighties on the notoriously selective big brown trout of Gacka phenotype.