FLY FISHING
IN FRANCE
Our September 1998 contribution from Jon Beer
Your average Brit is a law-abiding cove on the whole. This is not, I
suspect, so much an aversion to sin as it is a mortal dread of embarrassment.
Your average Brit will sin as happily as the next man but he shrivels
at the thought of being shouted at if he is caught at it.
I do, anyway.
So I understand, only too well, your average Brit's apprehensions over
fishing in foreign parts. What with byelaws on the use of this bait before
that date, not spinning unless the river is above the mark on some bridge
and beats that end three-and-a-half-fields-down-from-where-the-old-fishing-hut-used-to-be,
it simple enough to fall foul of arcane regulations in Britain.
And not just the regulations. It is perfectly legal, for instance, to
fish for brown trout on a Sunday in Scotland. But in places it is just
not done. It is not done in the islands of the Outer Hebrides. Three of
these islands, South Uist, Benbecula and North Uist run south to north
and are joined by causeways. In the south of South Uist you could fish
for trout on Sunday and no-one would turn a hair. In the north of South
Uist and Benbecula Sunday fishing is frowned on but provided it is done
discreetly you will be tolerated as an ignorant and Godless creature more
to be pitied than chastised. In North Uist they will shoot first and pity
you after that. You have to know these things.
It is not surprising, then, that your average Brit shies like a nervous
horse at fishing regulations in a language he gave up two years before
O-level, long before he came across the words for "riparian ownership"
and "upstream dry-fly only". So he leaves his rods behind and goes on
holidays to these places and he looks down from the bridge and sees large
shapes hanging in the current and swooping up to grab a morsel from the
surface, much the same as they do on the rivers at home, and he gets urges.
Quite right too.
Most of the questions I get asked these days are on the practicalities,
complications and cost of finding fishing on holiday. And of those questions,
most are on fishing in France.
So let's start with game fishing in France.
Gaul is divided into three parts - but its rivers are conveniently divided
into two categories. Category 1 is the faster, fresher water favoured
by trout, grayling and salmon: category 2 is the slower, warmer water
where coarse fish are the dominant species. Every departement has a handy
little map that comes with your fishing ticket, showing the different
categories of river in different colours, so finding likely, trouty water
is a morceau de gâteau.
Having found the stuff you will need, as in England and Wales, a licence
and permission to fish it.
Outside Normandy, with its chalkstreams and proximity to Paris, private
fishing is rare: most fishing is in the hands of local angling associations
who fish the rivers around each town or village. And here is the staggering
bit: most of these "Associations pour la Pêche et la Protection
du Milieu Aquatique" (APPMAs) have a reciprocal arrangement with all the
others in a departement. Join one and you can fish the waters of them
all. In the departement of Pyrénées-Atlantiques for example,
this means you can fish over one thousand miles of pristine trout and
salmon rivers and streams.
Even that is small beer in France. For a small annual sum you can join
the Club Halieutique which will give you the same access to another 35
departements - most of France south of the River Loire. Oh yes, and the
Club Halieutique has a reciprocal arrangement with the Club Halieutique
du Grand Ouest which give you fishing in another 14 departements. And
so it goes on.
So joining an APPMA is a Good Thing - and besides, you have no choice:
the Taxe Piscicole - the French equivalent of a national rod licence in
England and Wales - is a stamp stuck on your annual membership card. All
God's chillun got to be members of an APPMA.
Now all this is unbelievable, wonderful stuff if you have given yourself
over to pleasure alone and can get around to fish in 50 departements.
But annual taxes and club membership are a hefty investment for a man
just looking for a little holiday fishing between serious bouts of pain
chocolat and tarte au raisin. Do not despair. There is a CARTE VACANCES.
It is valid for 15 consecutive days between 1 June and 30 September, costs
150 francs and includes club membership and Taxe Complète (for
fishing category 1 waters and fly fishing anywhere).
So what you do is to walk into the local tackle shop and ask for a Carte
Vacances, pay the man F.150 and lo! - you are in business.
You will want to know where and when to do this. Next month I will take
a look at seasons and the rivers in the troutier bits of France.
If you have your own information to add please drop
us a line.
Jon Beer contributes regularly to publications including Trout &
Salmon and The Telegraph. If you have any comments, do not hesitate to
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