The final day of the river coarse season began with one of the hardest frosts of the year. Add bright sunshine and conditions looked grim. I later heard that there were some good bags of chub landed, which made that early start worth it. Overall its been another classic Avon season with some wonderful fish gracing the net. We saw pike to thirty four pounds, barbel over eighteen and several seven pounds plus chub. There's not a lot more we can ask of a fishery. There are one or two very special captures indeed, if I get the okay, I will tell a tale or two when time permits.

The early anglers were not the only ones who had to endure the cold start. The lambs are arriving thick and fast and this morning the two in the first shot came into the world during a below zero frost. Cold isn't the enemy of lambs, wet is the real killer. As soon as the ewe has licked them clean and they have had their fill of colostrum, in their first feed from her, they soon dry out and become the gambling lambs we associate with Spring days.

Wilst the river has shut for the coarse anglers the lakes remain open. Meadow has been fishing very slowly in recent days, the 39.14 common above, caught by Karl, being about the only fish in recent days. Having said that, we always look to the arrival of the warmer weather and longer daylight hours to trigger the fish into feeding more freely. Fingers crossed this northerly wind and frost clears off and we have a chance to do a spot of more angler friendly fishing. Thanks for the photo Karl. Cracking looking fish under difficult conditions, well fished.

Sunset across Blashford Pool as I walked back to the truck this evening after an hour with the rod. "Walked back to the truck" doesn't actually describe the return from the river. Blashford probably remains the most difficult pool to access, apart from Hucklesbrook of course. The area that wasn't flooded up to a foot deep, had cloying mud to the same depth in places. Once on the bank be very careful where you put your feet as there are several very deep runnels that have been scoured out providing a sudden drop for the unwary. Allow the mud disturbed as you wade down the bank to clear before moving your feet. Certainly not a pool for the faint hearted at present.

Having said all that, the river did fish very well. My T18 set-up was a little too heavy for the shallows just before the bend as it dragged the bed on several occasions. Overall the heavy set-up was probably best as much of the pool is deep and quick.

A flooded Blashford.

A great deal of the approach remains seriously flooded.

Still busy with his tree!

At least one beaver seems to have become a little more active in recent nights.

Our first of the year. Great result for Gary in the shape of a sparkling, fresh 18 pound cock fish. Congratulations Gary, great result, well deserved.

Safely in the net.

Colin doing the honours as Gary steers his Springer towards the net.

As well as Gary's fish a second fish was lost today, hopefully a further sign we have a few fish with us.

To finish a reminder that the coarse fishing comes to an end on Friday. With the end of season rapidly approaching there will be many members trying for a last session of the season. The second shot shows what happens when an eagle arrives over the marsh. Instant panic as a thousand wildfowl head off in the opposite direction. The eagle continued on its way without a pause and the wildfowl circled around and resettled on the marsh.

Being the final weekend of the river coarse season its been strangely subdued. The high water has put off all but the most dedicated and those that did fish have struggled. There have been several salmon rods out and about who have met with the same disappointing result. The highlight for me has been that Manny who has been about heron watching and sent over several frame grabs that provide a fabulous view of our herons that are now incubating their eggs. We see them everyday as they go about their business in the valley yet we seldom have the opportunity to see them close up and appreciate what a stunning bird they are. Thanks for sending them over Manny, lovely shots.

What a messed up, frustrating day. I was supposed to be out in a charter boat off Portland, unfortunately it was deemed too rough to go out. I'm not sure how many of our boats have been cancelled in recent months, it must be at least the last four. Always a silver lining, I could check my trail cams, I could check the mink traps to save Kevin a job and I could watch the rugby. Unfortunately there was no sign of the beavers on the trail cams. The mink had failed to trigger the traps and the continued interference of the man out in the shed ruined my enjoyment of the rugby. In desperation I decided to take the fly rod off its hooks in the alley, to head out and fish through a pool or two.

My luck, or lack of it, continued and within twenty minutes I hooked into a good fish. This was undoubtedly a salmon as the head shaking and resistance sent a clear message. Five minutes of very little movement, just continued solid, head shaking resistance. Twice it passed close in front of me, the first time four feet down, allowing me the sight of a very bright flank. The second time just two feet down and clearly a very bright fish of about fifteen pounds. Next time I thought I may manage to net it.

You can guess what actually happened. Suffice to say I didn't land it! Undoubtedly a fresh fish, which is a complete pain in the butt. On the bright side it provided a little light entertainment for Nige and Harry, who were fishing opposite and watched my lamentable performance. I have also heard of a good fish dropped yesterday, so there are fish in the system at long last.

This just about tops the day off! It was only a month or two ago that I managed to clamber down that bank and clear the trees that had previously slipped into the head of Woodside Pool. Now this lot has choked off the head of the pool completely. With the current high water in the valley, it will be months before we can get a winch out there to clear that lot. Having said that it is usually the tail, from the gates opposite, that produces the fish. Just what impact it will have on the chub shoal that usually lives under the oak tree just upstream is anyone's guess.

To end on a much more positive note. Julian Chidgey very kindly sent me through his winter piking report for his first season on the Estate. The photo above is Julian with a 24.01 fish, which made up part of his winter's catch. He sent his report through before the end of the season, as he had spotted the pike spawning on his vist last week and decided to call time on this season and leave them in peace. Very much the approach to our fish I appreciate, many thanks Julian. As for his season it goes some way to highlight just what a superb fishery the Hampshire Avon is. Twelve pike over twenty pounds, eight different fish, to 27.10 that makes for a pretty amazing piking season. Well fished Julian, many thanks for the report and the lovely photo. I'll be interested to see what you make of the barbel and chub next summer.

I have spent several hours over the last day or two trying to finish the clearing of willow, bramble, Turkey oak, Ilex and alder selfsets from the reed beds and wildflower meadows. I also needed to get the brambles alongside the tracks cutback before the nesting gets underway.

Having cleared and cut-back a reasonable area I was glad to call it a day with most of what I had hoped for achieved. I'm afraid I can't say that for the tree work, what wasn't sorted this winter will I'm sure wait until nmext year to be finished. As I drove back around the lake in the afternoon I stopped and looked out across the lake to the islands. Strange as it might seem after all my work the view looked almost identical to that when I drove past in the opposite direction a few days ago. I knew where I had cleared several thousand, four or five feet tall, self-sets. The brambles beside the tracks trimmed back but unless you had a photographic memory you would never have realised the effort in achieving nothing!

I guess I must derive my satisfaction from knowing everything is where it should be and as I wished it to be. The real test for my efforts is if the bees and butterflies thrive and the birds find the cover and food source to their liking. I have always tried to manage a light touch when cleaning the meadows, the fact the end result goes unnoticed is reward in itself.

Whilst on the subject of birds nests, Brenda has kindly sent over her year reports for her warbler study and nest record. I'll put them up here for your edification as soon as I have remembered how to do it!

The links below will download Brenda's reports that then you will have to click on to open them.

Thanks to Dimitrii for the cracking Firecrest shot.

Ringing at Meadow Lake.

Brenda's brilliant report of the ringing effort at Meadow.

One of Brenda's photos showing the centre of her focus, in the form of a Reed warbler brood.

Mockbeggar nests.

The nest record and continuing warbler report from Mockbeggar.

The latest update shows that Hucklesbrook remains well flooded, certainly too deep for wellingtons. The water continues to drop back at the excruciatingly slow rate of about a centimetre a day. Blashford also remains flooded on the left bank. Ellingham is a little more accessible yet remains testing. With less than ten days to the end of the river coarse season it looks as if it will be a challenging end to the season. Don't despair as there have been some spectacular fish for those brave members who have accepted the challenge.

At least the depth of water at Hucklesbrook provides safe day roosts for many wildfowl. Today several hundred were loafing well out on the marsh. Mainly wigeon and shoveler, there were also good numbers of teal, pintail, gadwall and mallard. All the duck in the second photo are in the centre of the first shot, along with hundreds more, they are all virtually invisible to the naked eye. Unfortunately these deep areas are no good for the waders, or for the wildfowl to feed on at night. Fortunately, the Ibsley and Harbridge meadows seem to remain popular with the wildfowl at night.

Always brightens the day when I see my first brimstone of the year. I've seen several peacocks but they never lift the spirits as the Brimstone manages.

With the flood very slowly subsiding the avian flu casualties are no longer being flushed through the system and they are being left stranded in the meadows. There were at least three corpses in one small section of meadow at Ibsley being eaten by the crows and the buzzard in the photo above. Along side the scavenging mob there were at least five pairs of Lapwing that are setting up territories now the meadow is sufficiently drained for them to think about nesting.

We haven't seen a great deal of activity from our beavers in recent weeks. I'm not sure if the high water levels, or the cold weather has put them off. The last day or two, as the water has dropped, seems to have encouraged them out of their lodge for a spot of willow coppicing.

Sorry about the lack of posts, particularly after I had promised to keep members up todate with the state of the river. Unfortunately I have changed my PC and but for the intervention of Jonathan it would have probably been months before I had resolved the issues involved with tranferring files and apps. The shot doesn't get anywhere near portraying the stress and frustration involved sorting out the chaos. Particularly when Jonathan arrives and clicks a few keys and the wretched thing runs like clockwork!

Fingers crossed, all seems up and running smoothly now so I have added a shot of Dog Kennel Pool, taken from the Lodge. As can be seen from the photo, we are still well out in the meadows, with a very full river. We are forecast a spell of dry weather over the coming week so hopefully the levels will drop a little quicker and we will be able to get back on the bank sensibly by the end of the week.

Spot the established bee colony. That single Scots pine at the centre of the photograph is seventy or eighty feet tall. If you look closely at the very top of the tree you will see the established colony, hanging in the open, beneath a bough. Certainly a first for me during my time keeping bees and managing large tracts of woodland.

A closer shot of the nest showing the slabs of comb. I'm not sure if they are still in residence or have succumbed to the winter cold. A close inspection of the photo does seem to show sealed honey and one or two workers on the edge of the inner combs.

I should add that although in a site that may be used by Asian Hornets, it is not a hornets nest. It is wax comb, with cells, not paper cups.

At least the return of the floods has given me the unexpected opportunity to have a day or two tackling a task that has unfortunately been missed in recent years. It has allowed me to spend several enjoyable hours coppicing some of our overstood hazel. Several of the stools have already succumbed to lack of attention and died out. Hopefully those that I have cut back will get a new lease of life and bounce back with a flush of new growth. The main problem they face these days is the attention of deer. The new growth will be grazed and completely destroyed unless we cover the stools with the brash. Thirty years ago roe deer were the only deer that gave rise to the problem and were relatively easily deterred by the brash protecting the regrowth. These days we also face, fallow, sika and muntjac, all seemingly determined to destroy the hazel coppice. The huge rise in deer numbers is a very real threat to the survival of the coppicing form of management. We will do our best to cull the deer numbers down to a level that enables the hazel to get away and provide a thick understory for the woodland birds and mammals that are also threatened by over grazing. I fear small uneconomic blocks of woodland face a bleak future if deer numbers continue to rise as they have in recent decades.

Brilliant piece of fishing from John to round off the day. The lake failed to produce a carp for anyone over the weekend. John also fished KV on the maggot this morning, without so much as a touch. So things are hard! In a last ditch effort John stopped off at the Lagoon and had a ten minute walk, to see if he could spot a cruising fish to tempt with the fly. Luck was on his side and one or two fish could be seen moving just below the surface. Back to his car to get the fly rod, which he had put in just on the off chance. John then cleverly clipped a deer hair fly down so that it had negative bouancy, slowly sinking at just a couple of cm a second.

The result can be seen in the photo above. A cracker of a thirty pound common. Taken during incredibly difficult conditions, a superb bit of fishing. Congratulations John, delighted to have been on hand to do the photos.

The levels continue to rise as the water tops the bund downstream of Ibsley Bridge and fllods the Ellingham car park. Unfortunately the flood plain now stretches from one side to the other of the valley and we are still rising. I'll keep you updated in the next few days.

With the finish of the river coarse season just three weeks away and the salmon season getting underway, members are keen to get down for a day on the river. I will put up pix regularly for the next week or two, to provide members with a glimpse of what awaits them. This will enable the correct gear to be selected. Be it coarse or salmon the first thing required will be a pair of chest waders. One or two areas remain accessible with wellies but for the vast majority chesties are the order of the day.

The water is currently rising very slowly and with further rain forecast tonight and tomorrow is likely to stay high for several days. In the third photo a salmon rod can be seen out on Blashford Pool. Its amazing what the lure of an Avon Springer can have on a grown man. As I said the other day it should bring the barbel on the feed and any salmon out in the bay will be encouraged to head upstream. Fishermen are born optimists and always look on the bright side of life!

Couple of nice shots to end on in the form of a Muntjac buck and doe. A couple of frame grabs that Manny kindly sent over this evening. They are the result of many patient hours waiting for this pair to arrive on the scene to capture some footage for his film epic. I believe these little deer will be in the episode that looks to the future and the changing flora and fauna in the valley and forest.

As I write this, just for a change, its raining outside and blowing a hooley. The main river is slowly rising and the Forest streams are running high, bringing colour down to the river. Whilst it will continue to make salmon fishing a struggle, with no Springers to report as yet, it should bring the barbel onto the feed. For those who have braved the elements in recent days there have been one or two wonderful fish, 18+ barbel, 30+ pike and some lunking great chub. To hear such fish reported certainly helps to keep the spirits up in these trying times. The photo above is John with a seven plus chub. The previous day he'd managed five fish to 6.15 so the seven is reward for honesty. Great fish John and thanks for the photo.

I've put this photo up again as today I received confirmation from Defra that the swans and gulls that have been found dead and dying about the valley, do have Avian Flu. Not a great surprise, it does mean however, the need to avoid contact with any dead or dying birds at all cost is now official. With in the order of seven or eight thousand gulls roosting in the valley, how this will play out is anyones guess. The prospect of the droppings of thousands of gulls peppering the valley has an obviously raised risk factor.

Its that time of year again. With less than a month before lambing begins its time to move the ewes to the lambing paddocks before they get too heavy to travel the intervening mile or so safely. With Phil ahead and Kevin bringing up the rear we took a steady walk up the hill to the Top Park. The photos show the gentle progress on the level ground through the wood, before a little encouragement on the steep slope of the valley escarpment is needed. Alternatively she may have slowed down as she had spotted that nice patch of fresh, green grass, on the bank and deciding whether she can risk snatching a mouthful as she passes.

With the water remaining out in the fields for weeks desperate measures are called for. It may be very difficult conditions yet the pike continue to oblige with at least two twenty plus being landed yesterday. I put up the photo of the large slack at the bottom of Botney pool just because I was up that end of the Estate and I believe this must be my favourite coarse fishing pool on the river. Its been a long time since I've fished it yet it remains a gloriously inviting pool to trot the nearside with the pin. A little clear for bread but I bet maggot would produce the results! It won't be easy but I really must give it a go before the end of the season.

This is a four acre water meadow that is rewilding due to it being too small to be economically viable. It is now three years since it was last cut and already the vegetation is altering out of all recognition. Course meadow grasses and reeds are now well established. Self-set willow and alder is just becoming established in the rough sward. The ancient course of the old river can clearly be seen marked by the change of vegetation in the foreground of the second and third photograph above.

What this small meadow clearly illustrates is the dramatic change that would quickly overtake the entire water meadow system of the Avon valley if the agricultural demands were removed. The floods of the last four winters may well have excelerated the process but massive change would occurr within very few years.

This also clearly illustrates that as well as the flora, the fauna would also change dramatically. The waders and wildfowl that are deemed the most deserving of protection with the introduction of the conservation designations that have proliferated in the valley and river, will struggle in the rewilded valley. The course, tall vegetation is not suitable for either nesting Lapwing and Redshank, nor the feeding or roosting of wildfowl. The willow and alder will establish and become the food supply for the newly re-established beaver population. Eventually the breakdown of the perched channels will recreate the braided channel system that are the natural habit of the river in the shallow gradient valley. The place would become unrecognisable from what we see today.

Next time you go over the Ibsley Bridge and take a look at that rough paddock and perhaps you'll see it in a different light. A light that is a snapshot of the future of the valley if careful consideration is not given to the intervening centurys that are now seen as the natural shape of the valley. The new farm subsidies and environmental schemes that will shape the future valley need to understand the full implications of the policies.

It would seem that we must accept that the large gull roost on Ibsley Water is likely to be at risk from avian flu. The number of dead an dying, Herring and Black-headed Gulls around the valley is larger than I first thought. Once you start looking for dead and dying birds they seem to be dotted about all over the place. Today, perhaps twenty gulls and a couple more swans were spotted. If such numbers of dead and dying birds are present the pathogens that give rise to the flu must be present throughout the roost. Many of the corpses are first and second year birds, hopefully adults will have developed greater immunity to the virus. We must hope the the disease rapidly runs its course and doesn't devastate the entire roost. I don't know the exact numbers in the roost at present, certainly many thousands, huge numbers to be at risk.

What this does mean is that my advice to avoid contact with dead and dying birds certainly needs heeding. If you are out and about in the valley you will undoubtedly come across dying birds. They can't be helped, they are beyond help, so you just have to leave them well alone.

I am finding the number of dead and dying gulls and swans about the valley slightly disturbing. It may just be that we have exceptionally high numbers of both species regularly useing the valley and natural mortality is more obvious due to the extent of the flooding. The worst case scenario is that it is avian flu, once more showing in the valley. Just in case it is avian flu don't touch any of the ill or dying birds. I'm afraid it is a case of letting nature take it's course. The downside being that many of the corpses are being scavenged by buzzards, kites and raven, I only hope if it is flu the virus is not transmitted.

I must say thanks to Andy Hunt for texting through the whereabouts of a dead kelt today. Oddly, almost three years to the day from when he previousy reported a dead kelt to me for collection from up at Ibsley. Further random information, I have been playing with "Deep Seek" the Chinese AI sensation. Totally astounding and totally scary! Goodness only knows where this is all going to lead. Every aspect of our lives is potentially impacted by these developments and those that are sure to follow. In the hands of a raving lunatic, you don't have to look too far for one of those these days, it is a new world and not necessarily brave.

Please remember we are looking for kelts/dead salmon. At this time of year the fish will have finished cutting and be drifting back downstream. All of the males will die and a very small proportion of the hens, just a couple of percent, may make it to the sea and return again next year as second spawners. This is a hen, grilse kelt that was kindly reported to me today. How this one died I am unable to say, other than the throat and stomach were bitten out in an otter like fashion. However and it may well have been just simple exhaustion, it is now safely in the freezer to be picked up by the Uni at the end of the year.

Two pools that you can actually fish in welly-boots. A rare thing in these days! Lake Run and Cabbage Garden both fish beautifully if you just have an hour or two to spare.

Hazel catkins looking well in today's sunshine.

I fished through Ellingham Bridge Pool at lunchtime today as the depth of water on the bank wasn't too daunting. The top half of the pool, down to just above the seat on the opposite bank, remains very difficult with large eddies and upwellings. From the opposite seat, down to the tail 50m downstream of the gate opposite, fished really well. The fly was swinging steadily around and over the gravel shallows on the inside of the bend. The visibility continues to amaze, eight to ten feet, when the sun allowed me to look in on the clean gravel on the bed. The photo shows a trout that grabbed the black and yellow conehead, once more clearly illustrating the benefit of the swing set-up. The trout, along with yesterday's chub, allows me confidence that the fly is fishing well. That confidence is perhaps the most important part of angling. You just have to believe if a fish were there it would have taken the fly. Its just a matter of putting in the hours until a salmon crosses my path.

Ibsley Pool is very "fishable". Even if it remains difficult to reach across the flooded meadows. The tail of the un-named pool, below the old gate, also fished well down to the gate where the valley path turns off to Harbridge.

Provost's is churning through, making presentation hard work. Middle Cabbage fished well through the entire length of the pool. Lower Cabbage, pushing hard but fishable at a pinch. I was out for three hours in this morning's sunshine. Whilst perhaps not the best conditions to catch a salmon it was a lovely morning to be out in the valley. In the middle shot you can see that I use a wading staff. Personal choice but I would strongly recommend the use of a staff whilst the fields remain flooded. At least the water in the meadows is gin clear, enabling you to see where you are placing your feet. If you are concentrating on your feet and not the river!

The Harbridge Bend breakthrough doesn't seem to have had much impact on the flow as yet. I would think the two lies upstream of the fence are unaltered, they remain smooth and deep. Downstream of the fence, opposite the breakthrough, needs more time to see whether the lies will change. The water visibility is in the order of six or seven feet, just perfect for the fly. All we need now are one or two fish in the system.

Just after I took the photo of the pool I had a good take right in the lie above the fence. It didn't take long to realise the culprit wasn't the first Springer of the year but a lunker of a chub. Had I been fishing for them I would have weighed this one. The net its laying on is a Macleans, conservation net that is 26" wide, giving a guide to the size of this fish. Further proof of the advantages of the barbless swing set up is that the hook dropped out of that chub in the net. Its so satisfying to see the fish ready for release without having to handle it any further. Perhaps next time a Springer will be the occupant of the lie!

Well we're off! Despite the water, one or two brave souls headed out to look for an opening day salmon. That's Danny in the photo, as he fished his way down Pile Pool. The water remains very high, although the visibility is good. If you can get a fly near a fish it won't have any trouble seeing it. Good luck to those that venture out and lets hope its not too long before some one is rewarded for their effort.

We had two pairs of Great Crested Grebe sitting during January. One certainly succumbed to the recent storms the other pair faired better hatching two juveniles. They've been about for over a week and look well, fingers crossed they will now survive. Not the finest photo but it does record the early success.

"BRASSED OFF", doesn't seem to cover it! The previous four seasons have all started with the water out in the fields. With the new salmon season starting at the weekend, I was going to lecture the salmon rods about the need to fish regularly, to ensure we see a decent return. I'm afraid I have to agree that turning out to fish the river in this lot is asking a little much. I would estimate that last season we had a rod effort off less than twenty percent of what I would have wished to have seen. It's no good waiting to hear reports of fish if no one is out on the bank catching them.

This also, of course, threatens the end of the river coarse season that historically often provided the best of the river fishing. The beginning of March occasionally saw the freezing weather of January and February relent and provide a mild week or two just to round off the season perfectly. I always used to save a weeks leave in the hope of the weather gods smiling on us. Through the early years of my fishing if I enjoyed perhaps one in three mild breaks I considered myself lucky. Any attempt at predicting weather patterns these days is a pretty hopeless task. We no longer see the autumn floods arrive in late September or October, before relenting at the turn of the year to be replaced by the cold of January and February. The autumn flush scoured the dying weed and accumulated debris of the summer from the river, in readiness for the gravel spawning species to reach the headwaters and find cleaned gravel beds awaiting them. The cold water of the new year triggered the many temperature related natural events that depend on conditions that have evolved over millennium.

I guess we are seeing the consequences of climate change. When viewed on a world wide contect it might seem small change when compared to the the many millions that will be on the move around the world in the coming years as rivers dry and seas rise. That may be so but it sure as hell pisses me off!

As I'm sure regular readers will know, I seldom put fish on a net photos up. This isn't so much a fish on a net as a fish in a net. Its also one of our new stock, weighing in at 20+ that Barry caught Friday night. Its an unusual photo, perfectly balanced as she rests in the net before release.

Pollarding the willows.

I was going to suggest it was our beavers that had been at the willows. Unfortunately the sight of a beaver up a willow tree, with a chainsaw, might seem a little unlikely!

What ever you may think, or in my case don't think, of Trump and his cohort you have to hand it to him, he gets on with the job. I find trying to get things done in this country akin to wading through treacle. Decision makers hide behind consultants, health and safty and the determining legislation. Each layer involved drag out the work for as long as possible, for obviously reasons. I'm afraid at my age it is simply no longer worth getting involved with the regulators. Certainly with the expectation of achieving anything in a reasonable time scale and cost.

Just what level and in what form should regulation of the agricultural community take? Can the farming community and their agri-chemical companies be trusted to safeguard the environment? I certainly wouldn't like to answer that second question! I do believe many farms are responsible enought to be allowed to manage the environment under their control. If that were so, how is any such management agreement to be rewarded, monitored and what are the consequences for failing to act responsibly and honestly? Key questions in urgent need of answers from Defra. Unfortunately, I believe there's more chance of an ice-age than Defra having the imagination and resolve to bring about the radical change needed.

A further glimpse of some of the pools, that remain high but very fishable. The middle shot is of Lake Run. With the turmoil of the new breakthrough just upstream this section may well prove productive as fish wait to assess what lies ahead. The third shot is one for the coarse rods, showing the big slack in Lower Cabbage. I have cleared the brambles behind, to provide a little more dry ground to sit on. I have also cleared the weedbed below the old disabled platform to make it easier to fish the eddy. I will pollard the willows that can be seen in the background when the water levels drop a little more.

I thought long and hard about putting this shot up as it has the potential to be misinterpreted. The decision was made easier by the ludicrous policy change emanating from No 10, regarding beaver release licensing. If we are to believe the Guardian, No 10 has gone back on the licensing of beaver releases as they consider it a Tory legacy. Talk about shooting yourself in the foot! How to upset the environmental lobby in one easy lesson, never let it be said the views of the riverine community stand in the way of politics. It would seem those behind the decision are totally ignorant of what is actually happening across the entire country with regard to the status of beavers. They are showing up on rivers from one side of the country to the other. However they attempt to justify the petty political jiggery-pokery, it doesn't alter the fact they appear out of touch and reinforcing the view this government are no better than the previous bunch living in the rarefied air of the Westminster bubble.

The photo actually shows the beaver activity in one of the over-stood stands of willow beside the river. This activity has proved quite thought provoking when considering the natural state of the river valley. It is the nature of beavers to coppice willow to produce fresh new growth, which is their preferred diet. If there were a natural population density of beavers in the valley, the habitat would look considerably different. The ancient white willows and the multitude of hybridised willow growth would not exist. There would be dense clumps of willow stools with an over story of alders where they could establish. We have not had resident beavers long enough to know what their impact on grey willow, sallow. They do seem to eat a little of the fresher growth and fell larger trees in a similar way as Grey willow but nothing like to the same extent as with white/crack willow. Time will tell how dramatic a change they will bring about. I have to admit to being delighted about their arrival and despite the efforts of No 10 it looks as if they are here to stay.

Its that ruddy duck again. Actually its a Ruddy Shelduck, the one that thinks its an Egyptian Goose. Its turned up again in the company of a pair of Egyptian's, as it has for the previous three or four years. There are one or two odd looking Egyptian geese about but I can't see any traits of this bird showing, so I guess he just likes the company!

Pile Pool looking smart and ready for the off on 1st February for the new salmon season.

A dramatic sunrise this morning, highlighting the gulls yet to leave the roost out on the floods.

Up and downstream of the bridge looking equally as dramatic. Red sky in the morning and all that, I wonder what lies in store for us!

WeBS day today and with the valley for the most part still underwater, a tricky count. The shot above included a mixed flock of Tits, Goldcrests and Chiffchaffs feeding in the reedbed at the base of the willow. There was also a large dog otter in the reeds upsetting the coot flock that was sheltering in there. As for the count, nothing of particular note other perhaps than the large number of Lapwing, over 600 loafing out in the water meadows, where the water was shallow enough.

One record I was quite surprised to see today is that the Great crested grebe is still sitting. With all the recent rain and cold I thought they would have abandoned their early first attempt.

One record that was missing was the Lesser Scaup that has been on the Estate for a week or two. I can't say I am too unhappy to see the back of it as it seems to attract some of the less desireable box-tickers of the bird world.

Still with us.

Still busy looking for an extension to the lodge.

As many of you will be aware, I have been away for a couple of days. I'm back in harness now and normal service has resumed. That's not me on the see-saw by the way!

For anyone thinking of visiting the Avon Valley in the next day or two, beware! The first shot is looking northeast from Fools Corner, along the Avon Valley Path toward Ibsley. The middle shot looking south from the lakes at Blashford. The third, north from the lakes, with the House in the distance across the flood. To add insult to injury, we are forecast heavy rain Wednesday and Friday. If we are within the banks by 1st February, at the start of the salmon season, it will be a bloody miracle! Any rods making plans for the new season ensure you have plenty of T18 leaders!

A frosty start along the fishing road, on my way to work this morning.

Ibsley Pool with the frost on the meadows beyond. Fingers crossed the pool remains at the current level for another month. A great height to present a fly over the lie at the tail of the pool. The weirpool is still running high with more heavy rain forecast for Sunday. We really are in the the lap of the gods when it comes to what will await us on 1st February.

I predict 2025 will be the year of the beaver on the Hampshire Avon.

Busy setting up home.

Just how they got here I wouldn't like to speculate but they are certainly here now and I hope, here to stay.

As many of you will know I am a great believer in circle hooks for certain methods of fishing. In sea fishing they have several advantages for such species as bream, conger and shark. More and more these days I have been trying them on the lakes and rivers. I have long fished my dead-baits for pike on single circles fished on what is in fact a hair-rig, with the hook an inch or two clear of the bait. This allows the hook to articulate and move freely ensuring it comes into contact with the scissors or side of the mouth as it is ejected or tightened as the fish takes. I have found that deep hooked fish are very rare indeed and tooth and gill rake damage is similarly reduced. If a fish is missed on lifting into the resistance, no striking with circles, simply let the bait drop back down and usually the fish will follow and soon pick up the bait again. My salmon fishing is also done with straight eyed circles, fished on swing flies that also have the advantage of no strike being necessary, simply tighten into the fish. Most of the fish caught on the fly at Somerley are now caught on similarly presented flies.

In light of my preference for circles, I decided to do a little experimenting with lures. I have recently been changing some of my lures from trebles, which I dislike intently, to single barbless circles fished as assist hooks. The theory is the long assist mounts will allow the hook to articulate clear of the lure body once the fish has taken. I have changed the assist cord mounts to plastic coated wire, in the hope the rigidity of the wire will keep the hooks clear of the body. The jury is still out as to the effectiveness of my approach but early signs are definitely encouraging. Today I ended up moving over a dozen jacks between four and twelve pounds. Most came short, probably due to the clarity of the water, two hit and didn't connect and I landed two. The shot above shows the adapted lure.

Showing the perfect hook position of the single circle.

A fine pair of drakes, part of the dozen or so Goosander that can usually be found on either Meadow or Kings-Vincents. A shot Paul Lloyd took on his last visit out on Sibley's Point.

It looks as if the position of this trail camera may be blown! I have them set all over the place looking for various creatures about the Estate.

Clarification of the above.

It makes it clearer just what the fella above thought of the camera.