The only thing missing… is the fish! The water is a bit high and murky for the kind of fly I was using, and since the object of the exercise was to catch dinner before sunset I decide to change tack completely and head for the bottom of the river. My secret weapon when it comes to char is a modified Alaska fly. The purple egg sucking leech. I tie the leech with weighted eyes. Instead of a purple marabou tail I use a pink one. And I tie it on a short hook leaving out the body. I guess evolution in flies is a lot like evolution in animals, given enough times and iterations you can get from something cow-like to a blue whale. In any case I call my version the pink nobody, seeing that there is neither purple nor leech left.
Now it was time to catch some fish. Only someone should have informed the fish of that fact. Finally after something like an hour of fishing I catch one small char. The size was dinner for one, in fact, so as far as my original plan was concerned I had achieved my objective. I hike back up to the tent camp where the others had been watching my efforts. They were likely commenting on my activity with the grace and friendliness of the two grumpy men on the balcony in the Muppet Show. But I had my dinner, and a short boil later the fish was delicious.
THE ART OF FISHING
The next day I decide to start where I left off the evening before and fish upstream to the waterfall which marks the end of the sea run char. The water is still uncharacteristically high and murky. I try foam flies again without much success. Except at one place where I dragged the fly through some foam on the surface. I catch many very small char, no longer than a finger. It’s a lot of fun. Farther up the river I again change to the pink nobody. Sure enough, my secret weapon performs again and the fish begin to bite. The fishing is very good at the upper reaches of the river. The early season has enough fish to make it interesting but not enough to make it too easy. Later in the season when the river fills up with fish and the risk of foul hooking them becomes higher we simply switch to foam flies and have even more fun. Size is not everything, but I did get a very nice fish that day, about 3,3 kg (7 pounds).
We have two more days of great fishing (and another 3,5 kg fish) before heading back home. Both days we lunch on freshly-caught grilled fish. The days are warm enough to have a restoring nap after lunch before fishing again in the afternoon. I don’t know if we’ll make it back there this year but I hope so.
INSPIRED TO FLY FISH?
Locally-based Qussuk Adventures offers world class char fishing in Nuuk, Greenland. Tours are timed in connection with Air Iceland Connect flights. You can reach Nuuk by Copenhagen, Keflavik and Reykjavik airports.