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October 2020
Established in 1949
NZ Registered Magazine
Canterbury Anglers’ Club (Inc.)
PO Box 16-778 Hornby
CHRISTCHURCH 8441
Club Night : October 20th
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Canterbury Anglers Club Inc.
Executive
President Andrew Wells 021 771-600
Vice President Dave Sherriff (03) 337 2657
Secretary Liz McDowell (03) 355-7709
Treasurer Barry Swaney (03) 310-6834
Immediate Past President Ian Joseph 021 259-4042
Committee
Fred van
(03) 358-2223 Graham Cargill (03) 358-2129
Slooten
Bill Bennett (03) 356-3461 Chrissy Ormandy 027 337 0070
Dave Sherriff (03) 337 2657 Mark Taylor (03) 359-3442
Garry Hill 027 4177958 Gary Batchelor 021 0236-1004
Dave McDowell (03) 355-7709
Convenors
Activities Mark Taylor, Fred van Slooten Hut Bookings Yvonne and Graham Cargill
Building Dave Sherriff, Chrissy Ormandy Magazine Editor Garry Hill
Club Archives Fred van Slooten Membership Dave Sherriff, Andrew Wells
Club night Bill Bennett Trophies Gary Batchelor
Fish of the Month Garry Hill Welfare Officer Graham Cargill
Out of committee convenors
Life Members
Alan Lynn Bryan Coulter Graham Cargill Ken Twyman Len Isitt
Richard Marles Ted Gilliver
General club meetings: 7.30 pm on 3rd Tuesday of each month except December & January
Meeting venue: Waimairi Lions Club, 338 Avonhead Road, Avonhead, Christchurch 8042 (the cricket club/
tennis club entrance).
Committee meetings: The Committee meets on the Tuesday following the Club Meeting at the community room at
Avon Life Care facility on Stanmore Road. There is also a Committee meeting on the last Tuesday in January.
Club trips, events
Trip Based at Date Convenor
High Country Opening Lake Coleridge th
7 November Mark Taylor
Show Weekend Fishing Lake Brunner 13th, 14th November Fred van Slooten
Chidgey Shield / Sticky
South Rakaia Hut Late November TBA Mark Taylor
Fingers Surf Casting
Fly Casting Master Class Club Lodge Cass 19th -21st February 2021 Mark Taylor
Sea Fishing Annual
D’urville Island 19th—26th March 2021 Mark Taylor
Expedition
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The (Anglers’) Angle October 2020
The Official newsletter of The Canterbury Anglers’ Club (Inc.)
Index President’s Report
Club Trips & Activities 4
Richard Marles Weekend Report 6
Email from CSI 7 Hello,
Focus on a Club Member 8 Hands up who has their new season license, and has been out and caught a fish –
Dedicated Fishermen 8
not counting the club trip to Benmore either?
Lost Your Keys Lately 8
F & G Exerpt on Political Parties this Election 9 Greg Kemp and I got out on opening day – caught about as many fish as I thought
Introduction to the New Season by F & G 10
we might, spooked a lot less fish than I thought we would, and the creek had half
Recipe Corner 10
Temporary Purist 11 the water flow I expected on opening day.
Tongariro Fishing 11
Were any of those points connected, and did one have an influence on the other
David Denton QSM 13
Fred’s Time Warp 14 – yes. The low water flow is keeping numbers in that system as is discourages the
Fishing Word Search 15 sea runners migrating after the whitebait. The other issue – water quality is
Life Member’s Perspective on things 16 definitely affecting fish distribution in our lowland streams, as nutrient loading
Club Trophy Focus 17 increases from farming and agriculture.
To give you an idea – same stream on opening day 2003 or so, Greg, Dave and I
went out and the water flow was 4.92 cumecs, this year less than 1 cumec. In
Editors bit 2003 I stopped fishing at 15 landed, Dave might have already caught his limit, and
Greg went on to see if he could land 20. This year it was 2, 1 to me (1 lost) and
Greg caught 3… I cannot wait for our high country season to get underway, and
So many Political Party options out there for us to consider
at this particular point in time as we move towards that get to some rivers with good flow and fish populations.
time when everyone has an opportunity to effect change
Next day I headed to a hill stream with a Nephew, and after walking downstream
for better or worse, or maintain the way we are gov-
erned? along a beautiful clear stream we turned to fish back up - and the stream came
down dirty. Not rain – the only explanation likely was a breach of resource
From a fishing perspective, I think that each party has their
consent activities, so I filled a report with ECan.
own view on our rights as anglers to access the wonderful
fishing lakes and rivers in this great country we are blessed Last month’s club night was a cracker with a very good turnout of members
to live in. It is important to understand what these views
wanting to hear about activities available close to our Clearwater Lodge. I have
are and how they will impact on us as anglers.
talked to CSI about their activities around Clearwater and they did offer some
Some of those views range from logical and well thought info (which Garry will reproduce elsewhere).
out to something from out of a dream merchant’s hand
book! Where do these people come from—cream of the I have not heard anything about the Richard Marles trip, other than about a sen-
crop, lining up to make NZ a show piece for the world to ior club member who lost his phone at Ohau C – second club trip in a row he has
admire—at a cost…. misplaced his phone ;-).
Global warming, pestulance, flooding, lack of water and
About the only good news I have seen coming out of an environmental issue is
pollution all issues being grappled with by people on a
much higher pay grade than most of us. Thank goodness this story on the web. Point your mouse here: https://flylordsmag.com
that all this posturing and hollow promises will be over by
See you at the next club night.
the time the next publication is out.
I find a deal of peace and tranquility in our ability to still
find a secluded spot, commune with nature and maybe Andrew Wells
hook into a big one. Simple really ……... President
Thanks very much to those that have
Canterbury Anglers Club
contributed this month. You make the job easier.
Garry Hill
Editor
Next club meeting: Closing date for articles and info in the next issue:
Tuesday 20th October 2020 3rd of November 2020
COVID-19 level 2 Rules.
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Club Trips & Activities
Club night program October November and December
Our speakers for the October meeting will be Lyndon Simm or one of his colleagues from New Zealand fisheries to speak and to
update on the new regulations that came into force this year.
Some of the questions I have asked to be addressed include
We have a club trip to D’Urville island next year and the Regulations stated that you are only allowed two Blue cod that
must be land whole and a person cannot be in possession of more than two days quote i.e. 4 cod when returning
home. Because we a going to the island on our own boats and then staying there for a week hopefully catching
fish and wanting to bring some home, we would like to know our legal position. The same applies in the sound in
situation where the accommodation one is staying can only be accessed by boat.
We also have several of our members who attend our annual flounder netting weekend at French Farm and Duvauchelle
and there are several queries we would like clarified. These include two or three people using the same boat to
set and retrieve theirs nets. Can they go out with the first net and then return to shore to pick up the next etc.
Our November meeting is our annual finger food dinner and social. We will have a short address about fishing and activities
available around of Rakaia (Don Brown Memorial) Hut.
In December we are planning a fly and spin fishing casting night with an associated BBQ
Bill Bennett
Club Trips
November
High Country opening 7th of November 2020 at Lake Coleridge area. A Competition with several Christchurch Clubs. Not sure on
accommodation yet but tents and motor homes are good options where as some choose to do a day trip to attend.
Show Weekend Fishing at Lake Brunner 13th 14th and 15th November 2020. Fred organises this weekend and he will get some
accommodation by renting a house at Moana. Not usually a well attended trip but most enjoyable for those who do go.
Surf Cast Day to be organised on a Sunday at the middle to end of November at South Rakaia. Could stay at the Lodge at South
Rakaia. Don’t get too excited, this may not go ahead. If there are enough members wanting to go, maybe we could just go!?
February 2021
Fly Fishing weekend at Cass. This is where some of our best Fly Fishers come to teach the finer points of being able to success-
fully put out a fly to tempt even the fussiest of trout. Paul Centifanti and Andy Sheppard will be masters in charge. For those
who have merely toyed with the thought of “crossing over from the dark side” this week end is a must for you to attend.
March 2021
I have booked a sea fishing week for the club around D’Urville Island staying at Catherine Cove from the 19th to the 26th March
2021. Here are a few pickies for you to look at as an introduction to D’Urvelle. Thanks to the McDowells for their family photos.
We have got room for up to 19 people to go. I have 15 names of members who are interested to go and 3 large boats so far. To
help members go on this trip we will need to get a deposit from everyone by the end of July. $100 to the club Treasurer, please.
If you are interested, you can look up the accommodation at Catherine Cove on the internet. Put your name in the events book
or ring me 0211254242 Thank you. Numbers are strictly limited because of accommodation. Mark Taylor
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Fish of the Month
We had a number of entries for the Fish of the Month award this month. There was a totally unheard of situation created by Graham Cargill and
Ian Joseph entering identical trout extracted from Lake Benmore—fine examples to be sure. However, this Monster fish, a Rainbow caught by
Paul Centofanti, taken from the upper reaches of the Ohau River tipping the scales at an eye watering 20lbs is this month’s winner! Thanks foe
the pictorial evidence Paul and thought that I’d qualify the reason why we share information on where we catch these fine specimens!
Garry Hill
New Canterbury Angler’s Club Members
We would like to extend a very warm welcome to the following new members of our club.
• Dave Denton * David Blythe * Molly Thomson
• Deb and Mark Wilson * Alan Hargen
Dave Sherriff
September Club Night
Septembers club night was a great success with 36 club members and guests attending the meeting to hear about fishing in and around lake
Clearwater. Warwick gave a very informative talk on lake Heron opportunities and where to fish. Ashley Marles spoke about different fishing
locations and the experience of catching a brook trout. Fred spoke about ice skating during the winter months and Tony spoke about kayak
fishing on lake Heron. Andrew Wells give a talk on the great salmon fishing in the upper reaches of the Rangitata river that I wasn't aware of. It
was great to hear that the Clearwater lodge is a great base with many different opportunities for fishing and relaxing. I can remember taking my
kids to lake Camp when they were young. Here they caught their first fish a Perch at the western end of the lake at dusk. I am sure that the
Clearwater lodge will be well used during the up and coming season and look forward to hearing of more club nights where members talk about
the Cass and Rakaia lodges.
Dave Sherriff
Committee Meeting
A very busy committee meeting was held at Avon Life Care covering many different items. Insuring our lodges is a huge commitment on
our club funds, Barry is searching for better options for us so that we may save some dollars. So that we capture all revenues from our
club lodges, all the lock boxes and codes have been renewed. Chrissy is investigating the opportunities of having our own Canterbury
Angler’s Facebook page to promote our lodges. The Club Brochure was observed to be a tad dated and needs to be given a new look. We
have two members renewing their sites for caravans down at Rakaia which is great news—Gerald and Ian. We are trying to cement our
tenure at the present club meeting rooms for next year. All in a night’s work!
“The trout do not rise in the cemetery, so you better do your fishing while you are still able.”
-Sparse Grey Hackle
“There will be days when the fishing is better than one’s most optimistic forecast, others when it is far worse. Either is a gain over just staying
home.”
-Roderick Haig-Brown
“They say you forget your troubles on a trout stream, but that’s not quite it. What happens is that you begin to see where your troubles fit into
the grand scheme of things, and suddenly they’re just not such a big deal anymore.”
-John Gierach
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Richard Marles Trophy 2020 Aviemore/Benmore
Friday 2nd October was fine and sunny with a brisk NW blowing. The forecast for the whole weekend was for strong NW winds, possibly up to gale
force at times. Nevertheless 27 CAC members plus 7 mates of members, making a total of 34 fishermen, towing 10 boats, arrived in Otematata by
Friday night, Some of us had time for a quick look around the lakes Benmore and Aviemore and a few fish were landed.
The evening meal was at the Otematata Club. A few beers were tipped back, a few lies were told and a good catch-up was enjoyed before walking
back to our accommodation at the Otematata Camp (former dam construction workers camp). This facility is ideal for our club as it has everything
we need at moderate cost. It has plenty of rooms, toilets and showers, a good kitchen, and generous parking for cars and boats. It is also in the
middle of town and close to the boat ramp. Unfortunately, it may not be available to us for much longer as age is not on its side.
Anticipating a big day’s fishing on Saturday, most of us were in bed by 10pm.
Saturday, 6am, most feet were on the floor. A quick breakfast and we were
launching boats at 7am into brisk NW conditions which looked likely to get
stronger as the day wore on. Nearly everyone fished on Lake Aviemore as the
Ahuriri was running dirty which made Lake Benmore cloudy. The gusty wind
conditions dictated that we fished in sheltered bays where we could. Some
crews had very successful catches and others not so much. Several fly fisher-
man, spearheaded by Paul Centofanti, landed some fish also. By 5pm the boats
were off the water and everyone was tired and windblown from the tough con-
ditions. Quick showers and we were off to the Otematata Hotel for tea, Some
fishy stories were told, some tips were shared and notes compared, of the days
fishing. We enjoyed an excellent meal from the menu at the hotel before retir-
ing to bed early in anticipation of a busy Sunday mornings fishing.
It was during Saturday afternoon that we received the shattering news that the leader of the free world, Donald Trump, had tested positive for
Corona virus. How unlucky can you get? We were all, naturally, devastated. At least we know that the ‘rona’ is like a miracle. It will just go away.
Even if it doesn’t, a couple of good glugs of household bleach should see it off. We wish him well. It’s all the fault of ‘Cheena’.
Sunday. Breakfast at 6am. Back at the water edge again by 7am. More fish were caught. The morning was balmy but the wind gusts were strong and
squally. This made trolling very tricky unless you could find a sheltered area.
Some of the brown and rainbow trout were of average condition as a result of spawning activity. The smaller maiden rainbows of around one and a
half pounds were in really good condition. Chunky fish with some fight in them. Most of the fish were between one and a half and three pounds
with bigger ones rare. Fishing for the competition finished at noon so we were off the water by then.
A BBQ lunch and prize giving was held at Gary Batchelors
accommodation. The BBQ lunch was more of a comprehensive
smorgasbord and was very welcome. Only a professional chef could
attain this standard, Thank you to Garry Hill. Warwick Burton did ster-
ling work on the hot-plates.
It was Tony Hallam’s birthday so we sang Happy Birthday. We meant
well but we won’t win any singing competitions.
Prizes Bruce Rule caught most fish (20) Marles Trophy Winner
Bill Bennett and Gary Batchelor – second equal (12)
Warwick Burton – biggest fish – 6lb rainbow
Top Boat – Silver Bullet - 39 fish – Skipper Bruce Rule ,
crew Gary Batchelor and Garry Hill.
Total fish caught for the weekend was 149. The vast majority of the
fish were released. The Crew of Silver Bullet (above) with their chocolate fish awards.
The youngest fisherman was Luke Rolston (12 Years old) and the oldest was Len Isitt (88 years young). No ladies were fishing this weekend which is
rare.
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Bruce Rule didn’t have his popular bloopers session this year but a good story emerged on Sunday anyway.
Bruce Rule’s boat ‘Silver Bullet” was trolling sedately along in the windy NW conditions when a sudden extreme gust of wind hit the boat. Gary
Batchelor’s beloved Hunting and Fishing hat was whipped off his head, over the side, and could clearly be seen floating on the waters of Lake Avie-
more. Gary wanted his hat retrieved and , in the gusty conditions, good team work would be essential. Lines were pulled in and the boat (which is a
big one) turned around but all this took time. This top crew, which included Garry Hill, is usually like greased lightning if there is a fish on, but Gary
Batchelor thought that, on this occasion, they were ponderous, lethargic and lacking motivation. By the time Silver Bullet got back to the scene of
the crime Gary’s hat had sunk without trace. Gary was a bit disappointed with his crew. Maybe if it was the skippers hat, they may have shown
more urgency. Just saying!
The problem from the start was that Gary Batchelor was very attached to his hat but his hat was not very attached to him. Never mind Gary, you will
get a new one when you buy your fishing licence next year.
Formalities were completed and we were on our way home by 1.30pm.
Many thanks to events co-ordinator Mark Taylor for a well run event and to Bill Bennett for helping him. A great weekend was enjoyed by all and
hopefully we can do it again next year.
Email from CSI:
Hi Andrew,
Thank’s for your email. The following Ashburton lakes have been stocked in the past; Lake Roundabout, Lake Mystery, Lake Clearwater, Lake Camp,
Lake Donne, Lake Emily, Lake Heron and Spider Lakes.
The latest stocking was into Donne and Spider in April 2019 and we would expect these fish to be of a size that would interest anglers this season. To
be fair the fish were sourced from local waterways so released numbers weren’t huge so it is likely to only create a boutique fishery at best. We are
hoping that anglers will report their success or lack of and we can assess this when making any future plans to stock these lakes.
We also stocked Lake Emily with around 100 brook char in 2016 with all of these being fin clipped. To date we have had no reports of these fish being
caught despite keeping in touch with a few Emily regulars who know to look at the adipose fin.
Going further back 150 brown trout were released into Roundabout in 2013 and at the same time 850 also went into Lake Clearwater, all clipped.
The last time Lake Camp was stocked was in 2010 when 500 rainbow trout were released and probably explains why your hut book records are so
scarce. The Lake Camp situation is currently under review but there are some technical difficulties to overcome before we can make progress, stock-
ing is a potential outcome of this process but not confirmed.
Moving fish from outside the catchment has always been a difficulty for us due to biosecurity so most fish are sourced within the basin from feeder
streams. A few earlier releases to Lake Camp came from Montrose hatchery (probably the ones you recall) but this required prior testing to show
didymo wasn’t present before the transfer could occur. It’s fine if the receiving water has tested positive as we hold a Section 52 dispensation that
permits us to transport unwanted organisms (in this case didymo) but if it’s never had a positive result it makes it that much harder when MPI assess
it.
So, in summary we would love to hear back from anglers who fish Lake Emily, Spider or Donne to see if they have caught any of our released fish.
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Focus on a Club Member
FROM THE PROSPECTIVE OF A BRAND NEW CLUB MEMBER
Meeting Mark and Bev Taylor at a New Zealand motor caravan rally meant my wife Henny and I made new friends.
I invited Mark to play golf with me and my mates at the Everglades golf course where having each other on and laughing a lot is the norm.
While having a round of golf there the subject of fishing came up and Mark talked about his fishing club.
I told him I tried a club out once and found they weren't very inclusive or friendly. He said come along to an auction the club was holding to see
for myself what the members were like.
I did and could immediately see the good humour and camaraderie amongst all the members. A lot of them came up to me and introduced
themselves which made me feel welcome which was very nice.
Since going on the trip to Kaikoura it cemented my feelings for this club as I had a fun filled weekend with great fishing, lots of laughs with a
great bunch of people who seemed happy to share their fishing info.
I must mention Garry and Bruce as I had a wonderful fun time on Bruce's boat with them both fishing and eating the fish we caught cooked
expertly by Gary.
And not a bad game of rugby, Go the South island.
It doesn't get much better than that.
I look forward to sharing many more good times in the future
Warm regards
Rory Atkins
True, Dedicated Fishermen have the same Priorities and
Ideals Worldwide
The days after his wife disappeared in a kayaking accident, at
Claddaghduff, an Ireland man answered his door to find two grim-faced
Constables.
"We're sorry, Mr. Flynn, but we have some information about your dear
wife, Maureen" said one of the officers.
"Tell me - did you find her?” Michael Flynn asked.
The constables looked at each other and one said, "We have some bad
news, some good news and some really, really good news. Which Lost Your Keys Lately?
would you like to hear first?”
As I left the hardware store the other day, I was fumbling for my
Fearing the worst, Mr. Flynn said, "Give me the bad news first". car keys and could not find them. They weren't in my pockets.
Suddenly I realized I must have left them in the car.
The constable said, "I'm sorry to tell you, sir, but early this morning we
found your poor wife's body in the bay”. Frantically, I headed for the parking lot. My wife has scolded me
many times for leaving my keys in the car's ignition. She's afraid
"Lord sufferin' Jesus and Holy Mother of God!" exclaimed Flynn. Swal- that the car could be stolen. As I looked around the parking lot, I
lowing hard, he asked, "What could possibly be the good news?" realized she was right. The parking lot was empty.
The constable continued, "When we pulled up the late, departed I immediately called the police. I gave them my location,
Maureen, she had twelve of the best-looking Atlantic lobsters you have confessed that I had left my keys in the car and that it had been
ever seen, clinging to her body. Haven't seen lobsters like that since stolen.
the 1960's—and we feel you are entitled to a share in the catch".
Then I made the most difficult call of all to my wife: *“I left my
Stunned, Mr. Flynn demanded, "Glory be to God, if that's the good keys in the car and it's been stolen.”*
news, then what's the really, really good news?"
There was a moment of silence. I thought the call had been dis-
The constable replied, "We'll be pulling her up again tomor- connected, but then I heard her voice. *"Are you kidding me?"
row”…………... she barked, *“I dropped you off!”*
Now it was my turn to be silent. Embarrassed, I said, *“Well,
come and get me then.”*
She retorted, *“I will, as soon as I convince this cop that I didn't
steal your bloody car!”*
"Welcome to the Golden Years”.
My doctor asked if anyone in my family was suffering from mental
illness.
I told him, “No, we all seem to be enjoying it”.
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JUST HOW FAMILIAR ARE POLITICAL PARTIES WITH TROUT AND DUCKS? F & G Article excerpt
In the annual Fish & Game Magazine, issued free to all licence holders, political parties were polled on their policies in respect of fishing and duck
hunting. Fish & Game asked two questions:
1. Whether political parties support the need for freshwater reform by making sure dissolved nitrogen, E. coli and sediment levels are reduced
so that ecosystems can thrive.
2. Will political parties support rules and legislation to increase public access for recreational purposes and put in place measures and re-
sources to defend and restore public access which may have been lost in the past.
Putting aside the fact that F&G NZ Council recently voted to continue private pheasant preserves to which access is reserved exclusively for high
fee payers only, and the fact that only three parties responded in time for publication, the responses from Labour, Green and National reveal eve-
rything you need to know about how seriously they take angling and duck hunting and the level of respect they have for its participants.
LABOUR
Made reference to the Action Plan for Healthy Waterways which set tighter controls on nitrogen levels in freshwater, limits on N fertiliser, im-
proved bottom lines in the National Policy Statement – Freshwater Management (NPS-FM) and controlling winter grazing activities. In addition
they mentioned a number of other initiatives to improve freshwater health, albeit they neglected to mention that it is the tax payer, not the pol-
luter who will foot the $700 million bill.
Labour stated they will improve access by investing in huts, tracks (presumably on conservation estate) and visitor infrastructure.
GREENS
Mentioned their role in strengthening the NPS-FM and the $700M of our money for riparian planting, fencing and other groundwork. As well as
offering support (money?) to farmers to be more water-wise the Greens oppose large-scale irrigation projects. The Minister of Conservation, Eu-
genie Sage also specified that DOC “is once again advocating for nature, including healthy rivers”. Greens promise more funding for the Walking
Access Commission (WAC) as their way to improve public access (it should be noted that the vast majority of WAC’s public access tracks are very
short and all in urban areas).
NATIONAL
National start off by stating that “New Zealand has a longstanding culture of hunting and fishing that is supported by a large and passionate com-
munity. National is proud of this tradition and is committed to seeing it continue.”
So far, so good….and then they go on to describe the value hunters play in keeping animal numbers down in the conservation estate and how they
contribute to hut maintenance. Err, this would be large game animals they would be talking about which are not part of F&G’s portfolio.
But wait, it gets even better.
National go on to inform us that “Recreational fishing involves more than 700,00 New Zealanders.: Doh! That would be the number of sea fishers
which she got off the Legasea study a few years back. Again not part of F&G’s purview. They go on to describe what great work Legasea have
done in consultation with the Napier Fishermen’s Association – that would be sea fishers Judith.
Finally, National bring up the “lack of clear thinking” by the Government over the tahr cull and how National campaigned alongside hunters (did
anybody see them) to call off the cull. They continue about the tahr cull for another three paragraphs, all good, but, nothing to do with Fish &
Game!
In summary we have two parties that subsidise polluters by cleaning up their mess for them and another party who doesn’t know the difference
between a duck and a deer, nor a snapper and trout.
When political parties leave policy matters to pimple faced interns who think that the internet search engines know what the real world is about
then these communication disasters occur. NZ First is AWOL, Labour underperforms, the Greens offer some hope but include some loopy anti-
exotic ideology adherents, ACT honestly state that they will screw outdoor recreation and it is clear from this that National do not even care. Why
else would they get it soooooo wrong? Opinions quoted from Neville.
In last month’s Magazine, I popped in a T Shirt suited to any of our female members. Turns out that it must have struck a chord ‘cos I’ve now got a
whole selection of tops any of us could wear—supposing of course that you felt empowered enough to carry it away!?? Good for a chuckle!
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Introduction to the new Season from Fish & Game Recipe Corner
It's great that you bought a Season fishing licence last year. We hope you
got out and made the most of the great fishing opportunities Now, for those who often come home with quite a number of
New Zealand has to offer. If you are already planning your adventures trout each season, sometimes it is quite a challenge to think of
for the coming season, we have got some great news. 2020/21 fishing different ways of turning your catch into mouth watering fare!
Licence's are now available online and at your local outdoors retailer
at the same price as last year. Give this Recipe a try and let me know how you get on.
The new fishing season opens on 1 October 2020 and runs through to Soused Trout
September 2021 and remember, every bridge you cross or lake you pass,
North Cape to Bluff, is a fishing opportunity. Ingredients:
Filleted, Skinned Trout (Star of the Show)
We would love to see you back and help get the most out of your licence.
Check out the range of licence categories below and pick the best one to Sliced Onion Fresh Parsley and Dill
fit your type of fishing and lifestyle.
Bay Leaves Zest of Lemon
* **Full Season**, fish anywhere and on any day you want all year. Total
flexibility and the best value by far for one person. Adult $133, Junior Wine Vinegar Whole Cloves
12-17 $27 and child under 12 Free.
Salt Black Peppercornes
* **Family**, (full season) allows the primary licence holder to take a Potato Salad Salad Green Leaves
partner or spouse and up to four children or grandchildren under 18
fishing. The secondary licence holder cannot fish alone but can take the Method:
children named on the licence fishing, and fish themselves. $173.
Lay out trout fillets in a lightly greased baking dish side by side
* **Local Area**, (full season) available to be used in only one Fish & but not stacked on top of each other. Sprinkle with onion, bay
Game region at a reduced price, great if you fish in one local area. leaf, lemon zest, parsley and dill.
Adult $106.
Bring the vinegar and spices to an almost boil in a pot. You
* **Loyal Senior**, this is a full season licence discounted for adults may use either white or red wine vinegar depending on the
65 and over who have been a full season licence holder for 5 years or finished dish you want to achieve. Pour over the trout.
more. Fish anywhere and on any day you want $113.
Cover your baking dish with foil and bake for 15mins in an
There is also a range of shorter term Licence's available if you fish oven set at 350*F. Leave to cool then chill thoroughly.
less frequently but the Licence's listed above present the best bang for
your buck. To Serve:
Put a dollop of potato salad on a plate and tear some green
Buy your licence now and be ready for the earliest opportunity to put
your line in the water. salad leaves dressed with your favourite topping.
Place your Trout Fillets on top of the potato salad so that it
This season might be the best time to explore our backcountry rivers.
Any full season Licence can be endorsed to fish designated backcountry really looks the part and pour over a little bit of the marinade
fisheries. juices. I do hope that you’ll give this a go and that you enjoy!
Want to know more about fishing the best spots and how to catch fish?
Subscribe to "Reel Life”, the free monthly email newsletter here
We look forward to seeing you and the rest of the clan on the water!
The team at Fish & Game
10Temporary Purist John Gierach
I live near the confluence of two perfectly good freestone trout creeks in the Rocky Mountains, but in early April when the midges are still on and
the first of the blue-winged olive mayflies could be starting, the grass seems greener on the small tailwater in the next drainage north. This isn’t a
long drive as drives to rivers go, but it involves going twenty-some miles up my own canyon—gaining over 2,000 feet in elevation in the process—
crossing the saddle above Muggins Gulch, then looping around Mount Olympus and down into the next draw. In the kind of chilly, low-ceilinged
spring weather that’s thought to be best for hatches, this trip also involves driving the narrow canyon road up into the sensory deprivation of the
cloud cover. I know the route by heart, but when visibility is down to thirty feet, landmarks dissolve, one bend in the road looks a lot like another
and I can catch myself wondering, is this Split Rock, or am I already at Lion Gulch? I’m not a fast mountain driver even in the best conditions, but I’m
really creeping along now; peering ahead into the fog for a glimmer of taillights going even slower than I am, for the deer, elk and occasional bighorn
sheep that are all possible obstructions on this road, not to mention the odd bike rider pumping uphill with his Spandex-clad ass aimed lewdly at my
windshield. I also know that this wet spring weather lubricates canyon walls, causing them to shed a winter’s worth of frost-heaved rocks. These can
be anything from a scattering of sharp granite pebbles in your lane to a car-sized boulder to a road-blocking landslide, none of which you want to
come upon too suddenly. If you have any romance at all in your soul, the mountains in fog are hauntingly beautiful, but it’s best to keep your eyes
on the road instead of mooning over the landscape. So it takes longer to get there than usual, but now that I’m down off the back side of the saddle,
the visibility has improved a little.
When I cross the bridge a few hundred yards below Olympus Dam, I can see that the river is flowing clear and right around a hundred cubic feet per
second, even though the dam itself is just a faint shape in the mist. This is a perfect flow. It’s low enough for the trout to rise freely if they have a
reason to, but still high enough to keep them from being any spookier or leader-shy than they already are. The last time I was here, the midge hatch
was still going strong. I fished dry flies all afternoon and landed maybe half a dozen brown and rainbow trout, two of which were good-sized for this
river. The first of the blue-winged olives were also just starting to sputter off to the tune of one mayfly every few minutes. It wasn’t even what you’d
call a sparse hatch, but the bugs were an inkling of things to come. It’s now a week later and a textbook dry-fly day: thickly overcast, chilly and wind-
less with the falling barometer fishermen believe makes trout bite. When I pull off to have a closer look at the river, it doesn’t seem to be drizzling at
all, but after standing there for a few minutes I wipe the shoulder of my jacket and my hand comes away wet. The same thing will happen to an in-
sect’s wings. Olives and midges like to hatch in weather like this, even though their wings dry more slowly than they would in more typically bright
Colorado weather, leaving them on the water longer, where the trout can get them. It’s just before noon on a day when you’d expect an afternoon
hatch. The canyon looks like a Sung Dynasty Chinese watercolor, and the river seems to be humming with anticipation—or maybe it’s just me. Four
hours later I haven’t seen a single fly or so much as one rising trout—not even a dink in a foamy backwater. I’m not so much disappointed as I am
puzzled and a little embarrassed. Everything I think I know about the local trout fishing tells me that hundreds of fish should be rising to a multiple
hatch and they’re not. All the usual signs are aligned, including the skanky spring weather at 8,000 feet. Since I left home, it’s gone from fog to mist
to drizzle to a light, steady rain. In the next few hours the precipitation will go the full distance from rain to sleet to the granular pellets known as
graupel to outright snow after dark. To people from other parts of the country, the phrase “springtime in the Rockies” accurately conjures mountain
meadows full of wildflowers, but not the fifty-seven inches of April snow that watered them.
Of course we never know what to expect when we go fishing and wouldn’t want to know if we could. We spend enormous amounts of energy trying
to predict the future for fun and profit, but if we really knew with any certainty how our careers, love lives, the stock market or the fishing would
turn out, we’d die of boredom. The best thing about fishing is that it takes place entirely in the present tense, so even if you feel vaguely cheated,
you’re not brooding about the past, worrying about the future or wondering, What am I doing here? A question that’s only asked by those who wish
they were somewhere else. After checking here and there along the upper river with no luck, I end up staking out one of the best dry-fly runs in the
canyon, still without seeing a rise. I’m standing knee-deep in the water by way of claiming the spot, but that’s not really necessary. There were some
other fishermen around earlier, but most bailed by mid afternoon when the hatch failed to materialize. For the last few hours, I’ve been stubbornly
rigged with a size 20 parachute mayfly pattern and a size 22 midge emerger on a dropper to split the difference, but I’ve yet to make a cast. The
canyon is eerily quiet. The chilly air is still, rain is falling silently and fog muffles the sound of the current. Several Audubon’s warblers that weren’t
here last week are perched on river birch twigs overlooking the water. These little insect-eating birds have recently made the long, harrowing flight
from Central America to northern Colorado. They didn’t all survive the trip, and those that did are now bone-tired and starving and are also waiting
for a hatch. I, on the other hand, am well rested, well fed and have nothing important at stake. I’m simply here in my capacity as the hapless
goofball, considering the casual brutality of nature while rainwater drips off the brim of my hat. It does occur to me that I might still catch a few fish
if I were willing to pinch on weight and dredge with nymphs, which for once I’m not. I understand that to fit the profile of the modern fly fisherman I
should be less the long-suffering sportsman-philosopher and more the conspicuous fanatic carpet-bombing the river with the latest fly patterns,
tackle and techniques: fishing from the same impulse that makes professional baseball players take steroids. I’ll admit that I’m capable of that from
time to time, even though many of my fly patterns are dated and my tackle isn’t the newest or the best money can buy, although in some cases it’s
the best money could have bought in 1968. I’ll also say that with forty years of experience I do know how to fish with a fly rod and I’m actually not a
bad nymph fisherman. It’s just that some of the first dependable dry-fly fishing of the year begins in April and after a winter of bouncing split shot on
the bottoms of rivers, I’m ready enough for a change to become a seasonal purist. This kind of temporary piety is the best I can muster these days,
but I wasn’t always like that. Way back when, I took one of my first halting steps from bait to flies on a small, fast-flowing mountain stream where
the trout were small, numerous and none too smart. I had only the sketchiest idea of what I was doing, but I actually caught one on something like a
size 14 Adams. At the time, I didn’t understand how forgiving those fish were, so I was deeply impressed with myself myself. On the strength of a
single eight-inch brook trout, I eschewed all lesser forms of fishing and immediately became a born again dry-fly fisherman. I like to think it came
down to prettiness. I’d taken up fly fishing in the first place because in the right hands it was just about the loveliest thing I’d ever seen. The same
went for dry flies. They looked like angels with their perky wings and hackle and they exhibited the ingenious engineering that allowed you to
actually float a steel hook on the surface of the water. I also liked the relative unlikelihood of hooking a trout on a dry fly. At the time, some fishing
expert had written that trout do 80 percent of their feeding under water and only 20 percent on the surface. That was probably just an educated
guess, but the numbers stuck and made dry-fly fishing look like one $80 bottle of wine compared to four cases of Thunderbird for the same price.
(It also made nymph fishing seem like more of a sure thing than it really is, but I wouldn’t learn that until later.) Something similar had happened a
few years earlier when it was said that only 1 percent of motor cyclists gave the rest a bad name and the outlaw bikers immediately began display-
ing “1%” patches on their greasy denim jackets. There was an irresistible air of artistry to dry-fly fishing, although I now think it’s more of a neat trick
than an actual art form. If a good fly fisherman was the picture of efficiency, a dry-fly fisherman was someone who had put efficiency in its proper
place without actually turning his back on it. He could, and would, wait out a rise of trout using the superior patience it takes to successfully delay
gratification. He might eventually get cagey enough to know when and where the hatches would come off and arrive at the river half an hour before
the first dimple appeared on the surface. On the right water at the right time of year, he might even manage to pound fish up to a dry fly even when
they weren’t already rising on their own, which still strikes me as the ultimate con.
11The idea wasn’t to go to a river and make something happen; it was to be there when it happened of its own accord and then slip in almost unnoticed.
You could chase a hatch for days or even weeks, and then when it finally came off, you’d stand there and let one fish start rising, then three or four,
then ten or twelve. You wanted them to lull themselves into a comfortable rhythm so they’d be less suspicious when you finally started casting, and
sometimes it was only when a hatch got going that the bigger fish would show themselves. Out of curiosity (and because you had time to kill) you’d
learn about birds and wildflowers. You’d tell yourself that even a blank day on the water could be a beautiful thing, and sometimes it was. Dry-fly
fishing took the kind of composure that was a stretch at the age I was then.
By all rights, patience should come easily when you’re young because you have all the time in the world, but in practice it only arrives later when time
begins to stretch a little thin. Still, the effort seemed worthwhile as a kind of counterculture self-improvement project, and my friends and I were only
vaguely aware that we were updating a tradition. To the previous generation, the whole dry-fly business had been genteel and vaguely British in the
spirit of Izaak Walton. We operated on more of an oriental model along the lines of Sun Tzu, the ancient Chinese strategist who’s supposed to have
said, “If you sit on the riverbank long enough, the body of your enemy will float by.” Of course, few of us have what it takes to wait indefinitely for the
body of our enemy—whoever or whatever we think that is—to float by, but if you’re waiting out a hatch, you can still say you’re “doing something” in
the hyperactive way Americans use that term. Coincidentally, that’s also the legal definition. Even if you’re not casting and don’t even have a fly tied
on, if a wildlife officer catches you anywhere near public water with a rod in your hand, he’ll assume you’re fishing and you had damned well better
have a fishing license. Being young, eager and impressionable must have had something to do with it, too. I became a dry-fly fisher—and also decided
to make my way in life as a writer—at an age when you can easily make life-altering choices that might later seem suicidally impractical. Fly fishing
seemed terribly important then (and still does), but it was just part of a larger program of relearning some of the rustic skills the last generation of my
family had intentionally unlearned in the suburbs. I thought that finding something better than the usual uneasy truce with life and livelihood was my
own unique idea, only to learn that I was part of a loose movement of disaffected young folks who’d all had the same brainstorm. Naturally, there
were misgivings. For one thing, I was poor as dirt, with no real prospects, but if one day I was afraid the world would pass me by, the next day I was
afraid it wouldn’t. Some choices never actually prove to be right or wrong, but they do become irrevocable, and even if you don’t believe in fate,
things eventually seem to turn out the way they were meant to. In the end, the world visited briefly enough to put a roof over my head and passed by
to the extent that I feel I’ve retained my sanity. I may not always be deliriously happy, but I’m content enough that I’ve never had to “seek profession-
al help,” as they say. That’s just as well. After talking to any number of friends who have seen psychiatrists, it seems clear that you can’t start with a
middle-aged basket case and reverse-engineer a different life. But eventually that initial flush of purism that afflicts all beginners ran its course—as it
probably should have—and I came to see that no one fishing method is superior to any other. Nymphs, streamers, mice, wet flies and everything in
between were all effective at times and all had their own apparently infinite shades of subtlety. Even short-lining live maggots on a cane pole, as some
locals did then, incorporated all the skills of trout fishing as well as a particular sensitivity to the strike. I once heard a dry-fly fisherman say, “You can
catch ’em ugly or you can catch ’em pretty.” I agree, but I now think that catching ’em pretty has more to do with a kind of seamless elegance than
with what’s tied to the end of your leader.
How you decide to fly-fish on any given day is one of those rare things that needn’t concern anyone else. It’s yours alone and the only rule is that if
there’s something you love, you should do as much of it as you can—the same rationale that works so well for Labrador retrievers. So I now consider
myself a generalist, but I still have a soft spot for dry flies simply because that’s how all this started. Likewise, I was with a dark-haired girl on that first
memorable night in the back row at the drive-in, so brunettes will rattle my cage for the rest of my natural life. This is less than a pathological fixation,
but somehow more than just a preference. There’s nothing I can do about it and nothing I should do.
Gierach, John. All Fishermen Are Liars (p. 116). Simon & Schuster. Kindle Edition.
Tongariro Fishing Trip
What are you going to do if your ability to
travel to far away lands is taken from you?
I’d been told that Dave McDowell was heading
up to Tongariro on his annual pilgrimage to
plunder the waterways and then evidence of
his fishing began to appear on my email
browser!
Talk to Dave and he will speak freely about
where he goes, what he uses, the time he
spends on the water and more importantly
what the size of both his catch and the
individual fish caught.
Dave’s newest “best friend” is seen admiring a
number of fine looking fish.
Our New Zealand fisheries truly are spectacu-
lar and indeed on our door step—all that is
required is the desire to get there and the
time to put in enjoying what so many people
around the world would give all sorts of body
parts to have within their reach.
We really are truly blessed!
12Subject: Independent NZ freshwater fishing app
Hi there from Bradley Rogerson
I have produced a free iOS app called NiceFish which aims to help
kiwi anglers discover where they can fish across New Zealand.
If you think this might be of any interest to the anglers at you club I
would love it if you could share it with them.
Many thanks and take care,
Brad
https://nicefish.co.nz/
https://apps.apple.com/nz/app/id1528650703
PS: An Android version of the app is underway but isn’t ready for
release yet.
From the website of the Governor General
David Denton, of Christchurch, QSM, for Services to
Outdoor Recreation and Youth.
David Denton established the New Zealand Future
Fishing Foundation, with the objective of giving
children a sense of confidence and self-worth by
involving them in a healthy outdoor pursuit.
He founded the Take a Kid Fishing (TAKF)
programme in New Zealand, organising the event
for 30 years.
He established and maintained the relationship with
Isaacs Conservation and Wildlife Trust, who provide
salmon for the TAKF event.
Mr Denton has been Chairman of the Kids Fishing
Charitable Trust, President of the New Zealand
Sports Dealers Federation, and an Executive
Member of the Sports Industry Association.
13From Fred’s Time Warp Files: This is all about the Club’s acquisition of Cass - a totally interesting read !
Club hut bookings
The hut booking calendars are now being progressively updated each
month on the club website, so if you are wanting to book a lodge and have
internet access, please have a go at booking them yourself via the club
website (https://canterburyanglersclub.org.nz/hut-bookings-2/). If you
check the calendars you can see if the lodge is available, and when book-
ing you get an email confirming that your booking has been sent straight
away. Its pretty simple - if you want to book Friday and Saturday click on
each day in succession, then complete the details about the numbers in
your party.
When Yvonne confirms the booking you will get an email back to confirm.
If you make a mistake - Yvoone can cancel it, no issue.
14Fishing Word Search
Q Z E X C X G N W N Q B O B B E R
Z S Q F P U R K O W C A F G D R T
F J M T B T K T R F I I U R E U X
H J N S L H J D M Y S C A S T L G
B O D Z A I Y G S H E E X O E A P
F K O J K B L Z I Q L F M E C J D
E R E K E F F N V A M B R J H I F
B E J O O E G C C T S E V X D I R
U V P I X P H S Z I U T Z S S E V
T I O X O B E L K C A T V H K W Q
T R W L I W C S E W O B I N W A B
A V E S Q Y R R P V J N I M K D B
O Z R B F U Q J I I G S N T Z E I
L P B F T R O U T V N X N Y X R R
F D A T N U D W E J P N K M W S C
J N I Z B D O S K E N B E J A N A
Y K T M Y J T G K S H O R R L B S
CAST SPINNER SCALE WADERS HOOK WORM
FLOAT TUBE VEST TACKLE BOX FISHING VEST LURE
RIVER SINKER BOBBER LAKE POWER BAIT REEL
FISHING POLE TROUT FLY
15Observations from the Perspective of a Life Member
I joined the CAC in the early 1970s and met Peter Poulsen at a fly tying course at Don Brown’s, We have been friends ever since Unfortunately
my mobility has deteriorated over the years until now I am completely dependent on Barry Swaney who makes it possible for me to catch the
odd fish. I have caught fish in Canada, Alaska, England, Africa, Fiji, Stewart Island, the North Island and of course the South Island both the West
Coast and East Coast.
When Barry rang me recently and said we would go to Otematata, he knew what he was letting himself into, We arranged to meet here at
830am, now everything I do is in slow motion, so I got up half an hour early, Even then I did not complete my preparations until 8.43 and that
was when Barry arrived
My son David and I had fished Lake Ohau together very successfully before the lock down. He had then returned to Australia before the vi-
rus shut our borders down. Will I ever see him again? I Iove him so much.
Barry's father had the transport business on the peninsular, but died when Barry was in the 6th form, Barry drove many trucks and is a careful
and capable driver. So we are on our way, over the overhead bridge near Rolleston for the first time for me ,amazed how much has been done
on the roads since I last travelled.
Being a past farmer I take a great interest in stock and management and I rate most farmers highly, lots of back diggers had been tidying odd
areas and there was little gorse or broom. As we drove south in early October I noted the exceptional amount of sunshine the 30 days of Sep-
tember we had enjoyed 260 hrs the sunniest September I have ever experienced.
Two dead wallaby's on Burke's Pass were the forerunner of the seven on the road on the side of Lake Aviemore , The spread of the wallaby is of
major concern being reported in the Rangitata water shed. As we approached Twizel I had expected to have seen the wilding pines had
been grubbed by the unemployed, but no work had been done (all talk by the government)
My son in law owns 40 storage units in Twizel in one of which I store my boat, going to the holiday house to pick up the swipe card and keys
there was nothing on the key press. Cell phones are wonderful and we were advised to borrow a side cutter to cut the padlock and a swipe card
to get access. By the time we sorted everything we were too late to fish that day.
We had upgraded at the Otematata hotel but found there was no
cooker in the room, just a microwave along the passage, no pot to make
my porridge.
Saturday arrived and we are off to Waitangi where Barry had taken a
step ladder for me to get into X terminator, with only a little support
from Barry I was safely aboard. It was here that being retired came to
light. I had spent time preparing my fishing gear, while Barry, who
works still, had his to do his, half an hour later we were fishing, Barry
using a no. 23 Tasmanian devil on which he was to catch all his fish for
the trip. As usual he again out fished me, but at the end of the day I had
two fish to take home. That evening we dined at the hotel. I had
ordered blue cod and what a miserable specimen it was. Over cooked
and dry. There was a good turnout of club members and if I GO AGAIN I
WILL HAVE Pork Ribs!!
On Sunday morning we were off to Waitangi again and quickly in the water. The water was turbulent and Barry trolled against the current with
the big motor, then I felt the unmistakable darting of a fish. Barry said he had one too. We wondered if we were both into the same fish but no,
Barry landed his first, next time past the same spot I landed another. The three fish looked like peas in a pod so there must have been a school
of them. As we headed back to Waitangi Bay I had another take, the previous fish had been only two pounders this one was larger and I won-
dered if it could challenge Warwick for the largest fish so played it with caution. It may be the last fish I am destined to catch in this area. It cer-
tainly took a very long time before it was netted. No it was not large enough and as I had four fish to take home already it was returned safely,
perhaps to win next year. I had enjoyed myself. The boat is mighty in heavy waves but hard to get on the trailer in windy conditions, it behaves
like a saucer as soon as it's heading for the trailer. We had a bbq lunch with about 22 present, a great location all thanks to the Garrys.
Back to Twizel to put the boat away with evidence of the huge fire in Ohau village, where about 40 homes were destroyed. Some of our party
had gone fishing on Lake Ohau I look forward to seeing their report. When we refuelled at Tekapo, my bum was feeling pretty sore!! I placed a
jersey as a cushion, from the Ophua River to Geraldine. We followed in convoy behind a slow van who built a trail of about 15 vehicles. Selfish
bastard!! If he only knew how my bum ached. We stopped at Geraldine for a toilet and coffee. We made up some time on the short cut from
Arundale then on the way home passed Silver Bullet - a fine looking boat from the rear.
16My bum had stopped aching after Geraldine so when we got home I filleted out a fish and put the carcass in the micro wave for a minute and ate
with bread and butter. Scrumptious!!! Fish must never be over cooked.
The highs and lows of my membership with CAC.
High, receiving a grant to put in the vanity at Lake Clearwater.
Low, after three enjoyable years as president, on my final night, Richard Marles proposed David McDowell and Ken Twyman for life membership.
David immediately refused but Ken was adamant that he should be a life member. He threatened us with many republication should we not
grant him his wish. I wish to apologize to all club members for not knowing the club rule that a life member must be approved by the com-
mittee prior to the annual meeting and cannot be nominated from members on the floor at the annual meeting, this ignorance has troubled me
for nearly twenty years, I am deeply SORRY and want the club membership to know the burden I have borne over the years.
Len Isitt
Below: Andrew thinks that this may be his 4lb Trout or perhaps Below: Another Rainbow Trout landed by Warwick during the recent
it is Andy’s 3.25lb Trout caught on Opening Day—Good effort! Richard Marles Challenge. Quote: It was a whopper! Nearly pulled
my arms off—Yeah righ—what a fisherman!
President’s Accolade
Need to mention our new club members, Kevin and
Frances Hassan who have already stayed at Rakaia, and
mowed the lawns.
We need more club members like you!
Club Trophy Focus
C.R.Ogier Cup
The heaviest salmon caught by a club member
Now, why would we be putting this Trophy in here for
you all to read about?
With the stocks and availability of these elusive spe-
cies dwindling in our rivers of late, then more focus
needs to go on to lake fishing for them.
Only small salmon to be had in the lakes I hear many
of you say, but tell that to Warwick Burton and the
monster salmon he took out of Lake Benmore last
year!
17Club Trophies
The annual trophies competed for by financial Club Members are:
Adams Brown Rooster The heaviest fish caught by a junior, on a club trip
Anniversary Trophy The best photograph taken by or of a club member (see convenor for full rules)
Ashby Berg Cup The best conditioned rainbow trout, caught by a male member
Benmore Trophy The best-conditioned fish caught on the Alf Palmer Memorial Trip
Bryan Coulter Trophy The heaviest fish on rod & line, on a Club Boat Trip
Canal Trophy The heaviest fish caught in the Waitaki Hydro Canals
Coleridge Brass Monkey Trophy The heaviest fish caught during the Coleridge Brass Monkey Competition
Conservation Cup For conserving the fish population on the Alf Palmer Memorial Trip
C.R.Ogier Cup The heaviest salmon caught by a club member
Cromb & Merritt Shield The best conditioned brown trout, caught by a male member
D.C.Wilson Shield The heaviest fish caught in surf, on rod & line
Drewery Cup The heaviest trout caught by a club member
Fly Anglers Shore Trophy The heaviest fish caught by a shore based angler on a fly, on the Alf Palmer Memorial Trip
Junior Delegate’s Trophy The junior member who catches the heaviest trout, on Junior Day
Kevin Lynch Trophy The member of the Alf Palmer Memorial Trip Team, who caught most fish
Lady Isaac Trophy The heaviest Salmon caught at Rakaia whilst staying at the Don Brown Lodge
Marles Benmore Trophy The heaviest trout caught on the Alf Palmer Memorial Trip
NZ Farmers Cup The best-conditioned trout caught by a lady member
Richard Marles Challenge The most fish caught on the Richard Marles Challenge Weekend
P.G.Ellis Cup The best-conditioned trout caught by a junior member
Salt Water Lure Cup The heaviest fish caught on a fly, in the sea
Secretaries Trophy The heaviest rainbow trout caught by a club member
Spackman Cup The heaviest trout caught on a Club Trip
Hut Fees
Fees for the Club huts are as follows:
Members Flat rate: $20.00 per person per night if you are willing to share with other members. To book the facility
exclusively for yourself, or your group, then refer below. The rate for children is: Under 5 yrs. free, 5 -
18yrs. - $10 (accompanied and booked by a senior member)
Accompanied non-members As for club members
To book a hut for yourself: Clearwater and Cass = $50.00 per night (maximum)
Rakaia = $100.00 per night (maximum)
Caravans/campervans on site: Casual = $15.00 per night, plus $10.00 for each additional person
Long term = by arrangement with the Committee.
Hut Rules
1. Huts may only be booked by financial members of the club.
2. Bookings may be made, no more than 90 days in advance.
3. The Club member who makes the booking must be in residence when the hut is used and is responsible for the behavior of guests and any
damage, should any occur.
4. Only one hut booking can be made at any one time.
5. Any damage must be reported immediately.
6. Empty gas bottles must be returned to the booking convener for refilling.
7. At peak times – Christmas to 15th January and all long weekends hut bookings shall be considered exclusive, but will be subject to a ballot
if more than one party wants to book. The ballot shall be held 60 days prior to the occupancy date.
8. Through the balance of the year bookings shall be on a first come basis.
9. Bookings can only be for a maximum of seven days.
10. All hut users to take note of specific instructions on the safe use of equipment in the huts as detailed in the manuals provided in each
facility.
11. Intentions books are placed in each hut, please use them, it may save a life.
12. If the lawns need mowing when you are staying at any of our lodges, it is expected that you mow them. Fuel cost for the mower will be
reimbursed. The reward for mowing them is that you can shout yourself a beer when they are done.
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