The fishing begins in the town of
Causapscal and goes for about 30 miles to the town of Matapedia
where the river flows into the famed Ristigouche. Forty miles from
its confluence with the Matapedia, the Ristigouch enters the
Atlantic Ocean. The Matapedia is a medium sized river no more than
200 feet at its widest and is usually more narrow. It consists of
long pools between class I or II rapids.
The fishing is public with the exception of two
private segments. The first is Cold Springs just before the town of
Matapedia, and the other is Glen Emma in the mid segment of the
river. Glen Emma had been operated as a private salmon fishing
preserve for over 100 years. The last 40 years the owner has been
the province of Quebec which operates it like an exclusive private
salmon fishery. There are some 100 numbered and named pools on the
river of which 10 pools are on the Glen Emma segment. Only 10
persons per day can fish Glen Emma and 75 persons can fish the other
90 pools per day.
To fish you have to obtain a daily permit. These
can be reserved by telephoning a single number in Causapscal. You
can not reserve more than 4 consecutive days on Glen Emma but I
don't think there is a limit to the other areas. You may start
phoning to this single number at 8 AM EST on April 1. The estimation
is that the first hour there will be more than 3000 calls attempting
to get in. Apparently there is no way to game the system or let
privilege, position or money get you in. You just dial the phone and
hope for the best. Neil began his dialing (with the help of 5 other
family members also dialing from separate phones) at 7:55 AM!
When it rang busy he would hang up and
immediately hit redial. Five persistent hours later, his call was
answered and he obtained for us, 3 days on public water and 4
consecutive days to follow that on Glen Emma.
The salmon begin to enter the river in May and
June. The early runs are the heaviest and the fish are the largest
as a rule. This is high water fishing requiring larger flies and all
wet flies. Later in the summer with lower warmer water the fish may
have been in the river longer, may be a little wiser and wary, but
now prefer the dry fly to the wet fly.
All fishing on designated salmon rivers is for
salmon only. No other fishing is allowed although there are also
brook trout in the river.
Only fly fishing with floating lines is allowed.
If you desire to kill a fish, your daily limit is 1 fish. If you
desire to catch and release, your daily limit is 2 fish. The
exception was the Glen Emma section where if you fished catch and
Release you could release two grisle or one salmon and one grisle in
the morning and then that afternoon fish and release one more fish.
Non-residents are required to have a guide on public water although
residents could fish without a guide. On Glen Emma segment, the
guide automatically came with your permit price whether you were a
resident or non-resident.
All of the fishing was done from 22 foot canoes
although in most areas wading could have been easily done. The guide
stands on the seat in the stern and controls the boat with a push
pole. He then anchors with a conical lead anchor called a killick
that is on a pulley on the bow of the boat. You fish from the
anchored boat until the water is covered and then "drop"
down to the next fishing spot or "drop".
Anyone who is truly proficient at Atlantic Salmon
fishing has likely been in intensive psychoanalysis for
terminal~obsessive compulsive disorder. Wet fly fishing is done
utilizing the classic 45 degree across stream cast, upstream mend if
flow is fast, downstream mend if it is slow and none if it is just
right then allowing the fly to swing without animation to the end of
the drift.
The first cast is made with about 24 inches fly
line out of the rod. Each subsequent cast is lengthened by 6 to 12
inches until all of the holding water is covered or you have reached
the end of your casting ability for distance. Then the fly pattern
is changed and the process repeated or the canoe moved to the next
"drop" and the procedure is repeated. This allows every
inch of holding water to be covered. The preferred patterns on the
Matapedia were the Rusty Rat, Black Bear Green Butt, and an ugly
nondescript fly called the Green Machine. All are on size 4 or 6
hooks with double hooks preferred to single hooks.
This is methodical, a little boring, but it is
not very tiring. Dry fly fishing, however, is an entirely different
story. The "checker board" method of presentation is used.
The first cast is about 15 to 20 feet and made at a 45 degree angle
downstream. The fly is allowed to drift drag free for 6 feet (not 2,
3 or 4 or 5 feet but 6 feet) and then picked up and placed one foot
above the site of the first presentation and then allowed to drift
another 6 feet. This is continued until you are casting at a 45
degree angle upstream. At this point you strip out 2 more feet of
fly line and repeat the whole process. This continues until the
holding water is covered or you can no longer increase your casting
distance. Then the fly pattern is changed and the process repeated
or the boat maneuvered to the next "drop." This comes to
one cast every 5 seconds or 12 casts a minute. This is exhausting
using an 8 or 9wt. rod with a fly that is every bit as air resistant
as the bulkiest bass bug. The dry fly of choice was a Bomber on a
6xL no. 2 or no. 4 hooks. It looked like a cigar butt that needed a
shave and resembled nothing on the face of the earth--but salmon
liked it.
So how did we do? Our first three days were on
public water. We had a guide who spoke mostly French and had a nasty
habit of talking on a cellular phone he kept in his fishing vest.
This certainly reminded us that were not having a wilderness
experience. But he was pleasant and did try hard. The water was 58
degrees in the morning but by 3 PM had warmed to 68 or 70 degrees.
There had been a lot of rain so we had the unusual situation of warm
water but high water. The preferred fly, however, still seemed to be
the dry fly. We would fish from 7 AM to noon, break for lunch, and
then return at 3 M and fish to black dark at 9 PM. In three days on
public water we raised three salmon, all to the dry fly, and we
missed hooking all three of them.
The fourth day was to be different. This time we
were to fish Glen Emma area. This area was said to hold the large
majority of the salmon in a river which this year was felt to have
more salmon than the other salmon rivers in Quebec. And according to
everyone Neil and I had the 4 best pools in Glen Emma for our 4 days
of fishing.
Millinikik was a pool probably 500 yards long. At
its head was the Millinikik River which poured cold water into the
river. Supposedly it was this cooler well oxygenated water which
held salmon in exceptional numbers in this pool. That morning was
cool, overcast and drizzling rain. When we arrived at the river's
edge you could smell fish!
My guide that morning, Danny, did not speak even pigeon
English--and I didn't speak pigeon French. Through sign language and
body English (avoiding with difficulty using the universal sign of
frustration and disgust--the extended middle finger). I convinced
him I would fish a dry fly. So we knotted on a bomber. On our second
drop, my fourth cast in the checker board presentation, a salmon
that was in excess of 30 pounds rolled on the fly but did not take.
Two drifts later he rolled again on the fly and again did not take.
By now my legs were rubber and my heart pounding. We changed color
on the bomber. On the next drift the salmon lifted off the bottom
and drifted down with the fly, his nose right under it, and then
like a brown trout in a spring creek, sipped it in. I am sure my
heart rate before the fish opened his mouth was 200 plus and then
when he opened his mouth I set the hook too quickly jerking the fly
from its mouth and then almost fell backwards out of the canoe. I
was sick. He was not to rise again.
Two more fly changes later I gave up on him and
extended the cast to a new checker board. The fly landed, floated 1
foot and a bright female salmon cleared the river at least 4 feet in
the air with the bomber in her mouth. This hook stuck. Four more
magnificent leaps, two spool emptying runs and 30 minutes later,
Danny netted an 18 pound bright salmon. For me the rest of the week
was less eventful. I did land four more fish, one of them on a dry
fly, two on a Rusty Rat and one on a muddler minnow. I lost two more
salmon that took a Muddler Minnow and missed three more fish that
rose to a bomber. Neil landed in our four days on Glen Emma 5 salmon
and played to exhaustion a 35 pound fish only to have the fly pull
out as the guide reached for the leader to release the fish. His
were, one on the bomber, two on the Green Machine and two on a Black
Bear Green Butt. The large fish he made the "long line release’
on was taken on a Green Machine. In addition to fishing we enjoyed
inexpensive local cooking, went through the Atlantic Salmon Museum
in Causapscal, and talked with the famous and infamous guide Richard
Adams who had several monuments dedicated to him and at the age of
90 is still guiding! Five fish per person for 7 days of fishing isn’t
"Bubba" fishing and certainly does not represent a
"good mess". But to have the privilege of casting to the
King of Fishes and the Fish of Kings, feeling the strength and
marveling at jumps that would turn a tarpon green with envy is
something indescribable. I am glad we were there.