Sunday evening found me on the Swift due to the yo-yo flows on my favorite Millers. Actually, I had my mind on this great little tailwater that is home to the great flat that is just above the intake down by the "pipe". I was hoping for rising trout and I wasn't disappointed. Two bent the bamboo and one look upstream revealed a half dozen other rising fish. Perfect I thought. That's when I heard them - two kayakers banging away from downstream. They paddled right through the pool by the fallen tree and proceeded upstream with no regard to the flyfisher who was working that stretch of lovely water. Next it was my turn. Up they came, splashing away, right through my stretch without making any attempt to hug the opposite shore. Needless to say, all the rising trout scattered. By the time that they hit the guage they were walking their boats right through the riffle where I took rising fish on Saturday morning. I thought that maybe they needed to get back to their car by rt 9 so I sat down and waited for things to calm down to salvage the evening. No luck!! Back they came with the same "I own the river" attitude that I saw 15 minutes earlier.
Now, I can be politically correct and say that the "river belongs to all" and that their recreation is "GREEN" and all of that crap but the SWIFT IS NOT A KAYAK RIVER ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S FLOWING AT 60CFS!!!!! "They" had a ball with their pasttime at our expense. Our recreation was ruined for the evening!!
I've had encounters with kayakers on this river before. A few are very curtious and sail clear of where a flyfisher is casting. I can live with that, I guess, but many are just oblivious to what we are trying to do. That goes for the two pinheads I had the non-pleasure of meeting last night. I've told many to stay clear in the past but I didn't want the boyfriend kayaker to feel that his girlfriend was being threatened.
BTW, a great hatch of little evening sulphurs were coming off the surface before the evening was ruined.