Paul’s big Dutch pike on flyPosted on 17 September 2012 by Vincent
After fishing together on lake Oostvoorne, Paul and I were talking about Pike fishing. Paul owns a boat and lives near one of best waters for big pike in The Netherlands. Every year a lot of 120cm+ pike are caught, and even some 130cm+ ones. Big pike for sure! I got an invitation from Paul to fish these waters with him. Needless to say, I didn’t hesitate to go fishing with him!
After a 2 hour drive I finally met up with Paul. It was one of the hottest days in months. Not the best pike fishing weather. Pike don’t like to fight in these temperatures. So we knew up front we had to fight these fish very hard to get them to the boat as quickly as possible, to keep them as healthy as possible.
Paul was already waiting for me in his boat ready to go fishing. I loaded my gear into his boat and we sailed away to find pike. Big pike! After a couple of casts Paul immediately got a take. “Nice one” Paul shouted. This was a nice fish for sure! It was taking line like crazy (which is unusual for pike) and it was bending Paul’s 10-weight like a whale.
After a couple of minutes we got a glimpse of Paul’s fish. Wow… this was a big one…
Paul is an experienced pike fisherman, so he didn’t have any trouble landing this fish with his bare hands. Wow, this fish was big and heavy! I measured the fish and the measuring tape indicated this fish was 112cm!
A couple of casts later, Paul got another take! A small fish had taken his fly. Usually that’s a nice fish, but after his first catch this one seemed like a baby.
Searching for pike in these large waters can be a big challenge. You never know where the big ones are holding up. One clue is to look for pondweed. Baitfish like the cover of these plants. And so do pike! They follow big schools of baitfish.
Half an hour went by, and Paul got another one! Again, a big one! Not as big as his first one, but this fish was also taking line. After a decent fight, Paul could land a nice 92cm pike.
Somehow I couldn’t manage to get a take. Maybe it was the sinking rate of my Di3 sinking line? We noticed a difference between our lines, so I decided to change lines, and go for a Di7 line. My fly had to go down faster.
After a couple of casts I immediately got an indication my decision to change my sinking line was a good choice. A big pike took my fly right in the surface just before I could take my fly out of the water. Woah! Big fish. Sadly my line went slack… I lost it… Time for a new spot.
We both get one or two takes, and Paul catches a small one of about 50cm. A beautiful sunset indicated it is time to go home. Prepare for some revenge!
A couple of weeks later I got a new invitation from Paul. Time for a new try! Sadly, no time for a full day of fishing, but we had to make the best of it. The weather was good. Rough weather conditions. Perfect for pike fishing!
After a couple of casts on our first spot I immediately got a heavy take on my fly. This was a big one! My 8-weight rod was bending like crazy. After one or two minutes suddenly my line went slack… Damn it! I lost it! My 25cm black/purple EP-streamer was looking quite devastated. So was I… This could easily have been my biggest pike on fly ever. Well, that’s fishing! I will never know how big it was. Maybe we’ll meet again.
After a while Paul’s streamer was taken by a pike. A nice fish of about 70cm was landed by Paul.
Time for me to catch a fish! After half an hour or so, I finally got a take, and this fish stuck to my fly! It was a small pike, but it was my first one on these waters! Not the big mama I came for, but at least it was a start!
Back to reality. We where here to catch big pike, so we had to find new spots to fish. After finding a new spot, Paul got another take. A big one again! This fish was also taking line. Paul’s 10-weight bended and the fish pulled Paul’s rod-tip trough the water surface. Paul had to maneuver the fish so his rod wouldn’t hit the edge of his boat.
A couple of minutes went by and Paul could land the pike. It was a big mama again. It measured 93cm.
After fishing two more hours, we couldn’t find anymore pike. Time to go home and prepare some big, nasty and dark streamers for my next time!
Thanks Paul for these two great opportunities!