Not so very long ago it was just about impossible for the
ordinary angler to gain access to some of the World’s finest dry fly
fishing. There was, however, one little
chink of encouraging light in the darkness of despair at ever being allowed on
such hallowed waters. This was the day
ticket water on the Haddon Estate’s length of the Derbyshire Wye, the famous
“Peacock Water” so named because the Peacock Hotel at Rowsley was where we went
to buy our tickets. It is where anglers
still congregate, where visitors can still have a day ticket to treat
themselves to what is usually a special day after the wild brown trout and grayling,
with the added bonus of the Wye’s wild rainbow trout, this being the only river
in England with a self-sustaining head of rainbow trout whose first encounter
with Homo sapiens sapiens is when
they meet a lucky angler!
In 1969 your faithful correspondent fished the “Peacock
Water” on a day ticket for the first time and soon after became a regular rod. The Derbyshire Wye was once more the Mother
river to yet another of her keen tyros.
She taught this one everything he now thinks he knows about dry fly
fishing, lessons learnt that have been applied with not a little success on
waters North, South, East and West, near and far.
Over time, as spending power increased and the distance of
my name from the top of the waiting list shortened, it became possible to join
the syndicate to fish an additional river, a tributary of the Wye. This was the Lathkill, made famous by Charles
Cotton in the fifth edition of the Complete Angler, when he described the
waters as the clearest he had ever seen and that the trouts were said to be
“the reddest in all England”. The
Lathkill, for observant and thinking anglers, imposes more advanced lessons on
the subjects of concealment from the fish and of fly presentation. Clumsiness on here is not quickly forgiven by
the fish.
There was another syndicate further up the catchment on the
little river Bradford, which is a miniature version of the Lathkill and
tributary to it. Here there are even
more of those amazing red coloured wild brown trout. The red pigmentation is unique for this gene
pool . If you painted a picture of one
accurately folks would think you insane.
Here the fishing was again a test of stealth but somehow the Sport was a
little easier. Visits to the Bradford
for your blogger were only made as a privileged guest and nicely added to the
variety which is supposed to be the spice of life.
It was also as an occasional and very privileged guest, of
the owner, that the delights of the Haddon Estate’s four miles of the
Derbyshire Derwent were sampled. These
delights are different from those of the Wye and her tributaries, in that
wading is the order of the day here. The
banks of the Derwent are steep and high, typical of a spate river that is
mainly rain-fed, so it is on with the waders and in you go. Here the wet fly is permitted as well as the
dry fly, which makes it a much desired water by anglers who like to practise
the submerged and semi-submerged disciplines in the art of fly fishing. There is something to suit everyone. Access to these waters was exclusively
available only to members of a club, which leased the waters from the
Estate. The quality of the fishing here
meant that membership was keenly sought no matter the cost or the several years
in Limbo with your name on the lengthy list of other anglers’ names all waiting
for dead men’s shoes. If your name came
up you had to be ready with a hefty, non-returnable, joining fee plus your
subscription money for your first year.
True to the famous quote from Heraclitus, an Ancient Greek
philosopher, “Change is the only constant in life”, things have changed and
changed for the better as far as we ordinary anglers are concerned.
The Haddon Estate has brought its four miles or so of the
Derbyshire Derwent back in-hand. These are
now added to the eight miles of the Derbyshire Wye, two miles plus of the
Lathkill and all of the river Bradford under the gentle management of the
fisheries department of the Estate. In
recent years, as well as fantastic fishing, thanks to its husbandry policy of
habitat creation, restoration, and preservation, it has also meant more and
easier access for anglers to the Estate’s excellent fishing via membership of
the Peacock Fly Fishing Club based at the Peacock Hotel in Rowsley.
Now, with the addition of the Derwent fishing, the club is further enhanced
with the Rowsley Fly Fishing section.
Subscriptions for the various memberships available are very competitive
and there is no joining fee!
Waters, which when your faithful blogger started fly fishing were
exclusively available to the wealthy and well connected, are now available to
all of us to enjoy simply by joining this new club. You can get all the details, if you fancy a
rod here, by contacting the Peacock at Rowsley.
www.thepeacockatrowsley.com
or call 01629 733518.The "Junction Pool" - Coming in from the left is the Derbyshire Wye to join the Derwent near Rowsley |
The Record Book in the Lounge at the Peacock the "Finest Fishing Hut that Ever There Was!"
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Yes it’s an Amazing New World Order, but one thing hasn’t
changed...
You can still buy a day ticket from the Peacock Hotel and
fish the Derbyshire Wye!
Regular Rod
Very nice. A photo of Johnny Neville fishing the Wye in his heyday would finish the article off nicely.
ReplyDeleteTempting! Where in relation to the Wye/Derwent confluence are the 4 miles of Derwent fishing? Thanks.
ReplyDeletePat
Hi Pat, click on the map above to make it bigger. On the right you will see a road represented in brown with the number B6012 in red. Just North of that writing you can see a little stream flowing into the Derwent from the East. That is the Smelting Mill Brook, which marks the upper limit of the Derwent fishable in this club. The reach runs South from the Smelting Mill Brook down to about where the bottom edge of the map cuts it off.
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