Gregor_ wrote ...

Sem pozabil napisati, da glede izgradnje vetrnih elektrarn na Volovljem rebru ne vidim kakšnega pametnega protiargumenta razen "vizualne neprijetnosti"

Gregor_ wrote ...

Sem pozabil napisati, da glede izgradnje vetrnih elektrarn na Volovljem rebru ne vidim kakšnega pametnega protiargumenta razen "vizualne neprijetnosti"

fishman wrote ...

Jure postavitev elektrarn na omenjenih rekah je lahko dober argument za zajezitev cele kopice ostalih. Saj bo ragument èe smo lahko gradili na Soèi lahko tudi na Savinji, Kamniški bistrici,.... Mislim da je nekdo že podal primerjavo oz.konmentar italjanskega ribièa. Padlo je tudi kar nekaj tehtnih razlogov proti postavitvi. Kar se energetike tièe pa se mi zdi da je vse skupaj bolj tavanje v temi, saj nimamo nobene pametne strategije. Menim da gre zgolj za interese dooèenih oseb in podjetij.

UrosK wrote ...

vendar se z preprosto kalkulacijo kar hitro vidi, da se zadeva izplaèa (dolgoroèno)...

alfa wrote ...

No, zdaj smo pa tam.
Kalkulacija nikakor ni preprosta.
Lp

My first trip was through a forum recommendation about 2 years back, a UK based operator, an ex-rocker believe it or not, who bought a small villa years back for the fishing and the country. Unfortunately we had the worst storms in 20 years and the main Soca was completely washed out. He drove us far in the 2 fishable days to find us fishing, and one river was the Lepena where you are staying. As you will see, all Slovenian rivers and countryside will be beautiful, but it was stuffed to the brim with stocked rainbows and probably a few marbles as well. Fish were plentiful, but it was like fishing in a fishbowl (one pool is actually called that "the goldfish bowl" and one member caught fish here dangling a fly 6' above it completely unhidden!). Completely unafraid of fishermen, you could stand within 10' of them in gin clear water and cast to and catch them. The fight was not particularly strong even large ones on a 4wt.

Hi Richard (& Boris),

Here's my addition to the post. All pics were taken by Jure sneakily whilst I was concentrating on catching fish (and not being too successful at it!).
This was my third trip to Slovenia and the place has really gotten under my skin, I think it's really special. Apart from the fact that I've got a very good friend there now, it offers so much, and so diverse fishing, that were it not for want of variety, it could fill all your trout (and other freshwater) fishing needs completely.
My first trip was through a forum recommendation about 2 years back, a UK based operator, an ex-rocker believe it or not, who bought a small villa years back for the fishing and the country. Unfortunately we had the worst storms in 20 years and the main Soca was completely washed out. He drove us far in the 2 fishable days to find us fishing, and one river was the Lepena where you are staying. As you will see, all Slovenian rivers and countryside will be beautiful, but it was stuffed to the brim with stocked rainbows and probably a few marbles as well. Fish were plentiful, but it was like fishing in a fishbowl (one pool is actually called that "the goldfish bowl" and one member caught fish here dangling a fly 6' above it completely unhidden!). Completely unafraid of fishermen, you could stand within 10' of them in gin clear water and cast to and catch them. The fight was not particularly strong even large ones on a 4wt.
This trip was a complete contrast, where care needed to be taken or the fish would be long gone before you made the first cast. In the gorge Jure took me up high to spot the fish and later try for them lower down (try being the operative word!). It was a fabulous place, with gin clear fast flowing water, with deep green pools, best searched with "jig flies" to get down where the fish were holed up. Tiny wild rainbows full of muscle and fit as a butcher's dog were explosive and could give those Lepena stockies a whipping.
Straight off the plane we made our way to the gorge for a few hours before the light went. We were blessed by a short but unusual hatch. I had a few strikes at the dries but even the oncoming darkness would not stop the fish from becoming suspicious and dispersing from the first couple of casts. The next day we fished 3 different waters, a lot easier to navigate than the gorge, but no less wild. I had a fantastic morning session casting flies to chub who tolerated us, were not scared, but also had no intention of taking flies! We walked upstream, which on the surface looked too small and too shallow to hold anything, but every corner had a deep undercut bank which held fish. I saw (after being shown by Jure) many fish but was unsuccessful at fooling them, until Jure spotted a big shadow in a deep pool were had cast to but raised nothing. I put on a tiny heavier tungsten nymph (normally too flashy for these Slovene fish) and flipped it upstream of the rock and hole. I didn't see the fish come up, only the tip momentarily stop and I lifted into a good fish. A grayling and a good one jumped several times (are they supposed to do this??) before tiring and bringing him into the side. Jure taped him at 48cm or a good old fashioned 18 and a half inches! I was stoked and would be happy if I didn't catch another fish on the trip.The next section was tough - fish were holed up deep and we used jigs to search the deep holes without joy. From up above on the rocks we could see many chub but they were so spooky a crack of a twig would send them for cover before you could get into position for a cast. We saw some chub in a hole from above and I lowered a PT nymph and a chub came out, took the nymph, them busted me up in the logs! We stopped to have lunch then Jure took me to see a hatchery breeding a pure strain of local brown for rebuilding native stocks depleted by rainbow and other foreign species. Very interesting, my first visit to a hatchery. A shame that they also had monster browns and rainbow destined for the "trophy" sections of rivers.
We then went onto a section where Jure goes for his cane and glass club meetings.
A historically important river, he said at least here I could catch lots. I was not that bothered with catching numbers, but ironically low August water and hot baking sun meant the fish were spooky and I didn't land a fish! I fished with the cane and silk line and it was a joy to fish this river. I would love to return in early summer of autumn to fish here. Boris, your Taransky would be a dream here! In the afternoon we went to the “town section” to fish the Sava under the bridge. This is a favourite after work spot of Jure’s. Huge numbers of fish congregate here – wild and stocked rainbows, grayling, nose carp, and even a hucho (or was that a log! ) I was casting dries out on the cane and silk out to the fish and was really getting into it when a storm bringing lightning and heavy rain chased us off.

I had half a day before catching my plane, and we were lucky to have good weather. We returned to the gorge to try for some wild rainbows in a certain pool. Jure checked that they were there from above then we worked our way around fishing pools along the way. I started to get the hang of it, and managed some rainbows and a brown on the jigs in the deep holes. It was hard work doing all this rock climbing but each fish was like winning the lottery. We finally reached the pool and I had a few minutes left. A few fish were rising and I snuck up on them and made some casts. No takers for my “last casts” they were too wily and probably long gone before I even made the first cast!

What a fantastic trip. Beautiful scenery, water and wild fish (if you look for them) and such nice people all around (well except for that bolshy blone in the Pizza restaurant at our last lunch ). It’s a place I’ll just keep coming back to, as long as they don’t ruin all the wild spots with stockies!