Atlantic Salmon in Northern Norway
Fly-fishing in Northern Norway has got to be one of the most incredible destinations I have travelled to, fishing for Atlantic Salmon, Trout and Grayling, all with 24-hours of daylight!
I absolutely love the challenge of going to a new country, fishing a completely new river, and this trip was going to be no exception. Even more so… going after a species which I had only dabbled in a few years ago, this time it was game on and I was chasing silver… it was time to get more serious about catching Atlantic Salmon.
Before my trip I’d had a quick look through the new Fulling Mill website, mainly searching for flies my Norwegian friends recommended for my trip. Fulling Mill’s salmon range has got to be one of the best out there at the moment, and all the recommended flies were available.
Getting used to casting with a double handed rod is completely different to my ‘normal’ kind of fishing for Trout and Grayling. It was great to have so much time and space to work out the technicalities and playing around with different aspects of the casting. After a good few solid hours I found myself in a nice rhythm, I just loved discovering different casts, adapting to the weather and making awesome presentations whilst taking in the whole surroundings that this incredible country has to offer.
If I was to pick my most memorable moment from the trip, then it has to be this one. The weather throughout the week was pretty mild so after around 6 hours of fishing on my 4th day, I was ready for a break and in need of warming up a little bit. Sat on the bank of the river listening to some music, eating a sandwich and a well-deserved beer… I let my mind wander into a state of relaxation.
After about 30 minutes, warm, refreshed and re-focused, I couldn’t wait anymore and just had to pick my rod up and get to it. Wading carefully back into position, I started taking line off my reel and worked on my cast until I was happy with the length. On my third cast just as my fly was starting to swing there was the slightest pull and within seconds my reel was screaming with an Atlantic Salmon doing back flips and on its way back to the sea. I’m sure I forgot to breathe, it was a truly incredible fight and one I will remember forever.
The last day of the trip and feeling pretty content, tired and happy with what I had achieved so far, catching first Atlantic Salmon, I decided to give the Grayling a go. Switching from a 14ft 6’’, 9# double handed rod to a 10ft 4# felt like I was literally waving a fairy wand around. Feeling and seeing just how different the two disciplines are reinforced the fact that there is always something new to learn in fly-fishing.