Ryan guided us to a secluded area of the river where the Acheron flows into it, and a great big slow-moving pool around a bend is the result. With only about an hour left of light, the trout began flying out of the river, rising to catch the flying termites hovering above the water. We were skunked, frustrated with all the action we were witnessing but not a part of, when I looked into my fly case and found a single termite fly. I immediately tied it on and within ten minutes I had two trout in my net. "Match the hatch", as my dad would say.
It was brilliant day out and these were my first Oz trout.
A few celebratory beers on the way home and you couldn't ask for a better way to spend a Saturday.
