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down into the gorge, but that the
scenery would be well worth the
challenge once we arrived.
We were also told to be prepared
for the journey back up the steps. I’ve
got to admit that I wasn’t prepared,
and as you can see from the size of
me, I’m not really built for climbing
huge numbers of almost vertical
steps. I’m admitting it here; it was
one of the hardest things I’ve ever
done, but as they said, the view once
you were down there was magnificent, and I’ve got to say well worth
the trouble.
So after our first night’s sleep and a
hearty breakfast in the Sheraton on
the Falls, we were picked up once
again by one of the Niagara air buses,
which were to be our taxis over the
next few days. Once down the steps
and taking in the view, we couldn’t
wait to get the rods out. Paul had
kindly baited up a section of bank
directly beneath the steps, which
(Top) Heading to our swims by motor
(Above) Roy drops right on them.
(Above right) Bird shit Island.
(Right) Jeremy catches a hat full.
looked out at the huge gorge with a
cable car going over the top. I’ve got
to admit it was probably the most
beautiful place I’ve ever fished in my
We didn’t need to fish far out. The
current was very strong the further
you went out, but close in, in the
eddies where Paul had been trickling
in the corn and the boilies, the four of
us soon had a rod out each. I fished to
the left with Roy next to me, then
Jeremy and then David. We couldn’t
wait to get the tackle out there.
I’d brought some 4oz gripper leads
with me, and these were just about
adequate for the job, I combined these
with 20lb P-Line Fluorocarbon mainline, a leader of 50lb braid, and ESP
ready tied chod rigs and pop-up rigs
completed the setup. The boilies had
been provided by CC Moore and
It wasn’t long before Roy was into a
hard-fighting and very wild common
carp. This was to be typical of the
stamp along this river, with mid to
high doubles being the norm. Some
20s are present too, but Paul Castellano quite reliably informed us that
the big ones were there too; it was
just a matter of getting through the
smaller ones.
We fished down in the gorge for
three or four hours, and over this
period of time hooked about a dozen
hard-fighting carp, most of them
falling to David Grove’s rods actually,
the only one of us who wasn’t really a
carp angler; his expertise really lying
in fly fishing.
Not only did we catch some superb
common carp as you will see in the
photographs, but David also caught a
very rare specimen indeed, a fish
known as the buffalo, which looks like


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