Flyfishing in a way is a quest for success, to catch fish. Yes, sometimes we hear "I didnt catch any fish, but had a lovely day on the water" and perhaps consider that this is used as a justification for not catching fish.
Certainly in some cases this is true, but in general I think fly fisherman really enjoy their surroundings, and catching fish is just the cherry on the top.
What about three frustrating days in inclement weather, with no fish to show for it, and to make matters worse, I don't think I learned anything from the experience, except that fly fishing can be demoralizing and downright frustrating at times.
Now this is not something you would read in a fly fishing magazine, but perhaps we should have some articles like "Fishless in Fochville", "Blanked on Beat 6" or 'Skunked in the Seychelles" to add a bit of realism.
In my case I spend three 2 hour sessions hoping to spot a tailing grunter and have a cast at it. As luck would have it, the first day was windy and cold, the second, the same with a bit a rain, and the third similar except for lots of rain and extremely cold. Well, that didn't matter as the Grunter were taking no notice as there were wet and cold anyway.
Instead of finding a tailing grunter, I found hundreds, but despite the trying pretty hard, did not get a single take.
OK, I lied about not learning anything, and here it is in brief.
1. Grunter scatter when a fly goes plop, or line lands in the middle of them.
2. An unweighted fly that doesn't go plop swims hook down, and catches every possible obstruction.
3. They are feeding in shallow water which makes point 1 and 2 worse.
4. You don't need to crawl on your hands and knees to tailing grunter, you can walk right up to them, and if you keep still they will come very close to you.
5. Fishing a prawn imitation when grunter are fishing on crab is not such a good idea.
6. I need an unweighted crab imitation that swims hook up and doesnt get caught in weeds. Any suggestions?
The grunter in question were feeding on the flood tide at full moon, when the water comes up over what I thought were 'dead-mans fingers' (actually Glasswort, Sarcocornia sp which are full of crab. They have their noses deep into the plants with their tails slapping on top, in fairly shallow water.
That's my excuse anyway.
An eminent local saltwater fly fisherman who shall remain anonymous, suggested I try a throw-net next time.