Thinking back just a matter of 5 months at end of the saltwater fly fishing season. The bass are returning to deeper water for feeding and procreation, people’s thoughts change to pike and over wintered trout. The cold weather is starting to turn the winter mornings are creeping in on us. Then i sit there in Plymouth airport waiting for a plan to arrive, the next thing i know the snow starts falling again and i have an hours drive to newquay airport to connect at Gatwick. Finally I’m in the air saying goodbye to the coldwater of southern England for the last time for 6 months. Creeping through the clouds, my thoughts start to turn to what lays ahead. Landing at Gatwick airport a connection to Heathrow. That’s it the bright lights of London beckon again too many for a Devonian born and bred like me.  The next morning I’m sat in Heathrow it’s -5c and I’m thinking bloody hell this is cold. Once aboard the plan no turning back now I'm headed to north eastern Canada for 6 months, Labrador to be precise.

We sit there on the run way for 3 hours waiting to get the plan de iced, finally we are airborne so out pop the fly fishing magazines that i have brought from home for the journey. Watching all of the in flight films they have available. Boredom has set in. Suddenly i see the light shinning from Toronto my next whistle stop tour. Once through there customs and having bags located I’m ready to stay over night well 3 hours before my next flight into Halifax. Off we go again this time it’s only a short 2 hour hop across the country and the straits. Off of that one and then onto the net plane almost immediately, bound for my final destination Happy valley Goose bay. Arriving at just after lunch local time with major jet lag and no sleep, tired and hungry we are collected my partner’s mother. Settling in through the afternoon, and getting use to being surrounded by stuffed animals, yard spaces you could fit an apartment complex into and traffic jams or so they think that consists of three cars passing them before they can turn out of a junction.

The first evening, i meet her younger Brother; first thing i get is “ever been on a skidoo?” To which i reply “what the hell is that when it’s at home?”

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In this article, Mike shares his tips and tactics on how to increase your catch rate when Salt Water Fly Fishing the most wily of creatures, the Mullet.

Packed with information and guidance on preferable SWFF gear, times, locations and techniques, its a great post for those starting out in the world of SWFFing and for experiences SWFFers alike.

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