How To Fly Fish For Chain Pickerel in New Brunswick Canada
Fly Fishing For Chain Pickerel In the Weeds
Chain Pickerel are pretty close to the pike I used to fish for in Ontario, they just don’t grow as big down here in New Brunswick. But if you want a great fight just try for them using your fly fishing tackle.
Even a small pickerel of 18 to 20 inches can be a handful in the weeds using a fly rod but it sure is fun.
I like using a big artificial leech or even a big streamer I would use for spring run Atlantic salmon. They will go for just about anything you through at them.
What Fly Rod To Use For Pickerel Fishing
I never use a light action fly rod when fly fishing for pickerel as even the small ones can give your tackle a run for the money. I usually use an 8 weight fly rod and have never broken one yet.
Use A Tough Leader
The only precautions I take with fly fishing for pickerel is to add a bit of heavy duty leader to my existing leader. I don’t to use steel leaders on my fly rod. Instead I prefer to use a bit of really stiff mono or even some braided line at the front of my leader line. It only takes a brush with those razor sharp teeth to cut your line and lose your pickerel.
What Flies To Use
I don’t use small flies when fishing for pickerel on the fly. I like to use the same flies I use for smallmouth bass and Atlantic salmon.
Big Hairy Flies Work For Me
I tie on the biggest badest and ugliest flies I have in my fly box. Mostly I go for top water as I enjoy this type of fishing the most but I don’t mind using a big ole stream to get their attention and it’s usually still a big top water explosion even though the fly does sink. It just never gets much of a chance to sink far before they slap it good.
Fly Fishing Weedless Flies
The only other thing I would suggest is that you fish weedless or you will be in for a very frustrating day on the water.
When I tie the flies I like to put a skirt of stiff hair that goes from the eye of the hook past the hook point.
Don’t worry about making your flies look perfect as they will still wack it whether it’s pretty or not. I think you could tie on an old shoe and they would still attack it.

When an Atlantic salmon strikes there is no better feeling for me.
It was just about a half hour I think and I was yelling FISH ON and it was time to see if my arms would hold up long enough to land my first Atlantic salmon in 5 years.
I fished a while longer using my trusty butterfly fly but couldn’t seem to get their attention so I switched the butterfly for a golden bug and BAM FISH ON again.

I wasn’t counting my casts throughout the day but I could feel my arm starting to get sore. Being used to my little 3 wt, this bigger and heavier rod was an adjustment, both in timing and exertion. But cast I did and I continued to change flies to see if I could elicit any interest from the river’s swimmers. Then, unexpectedly, I spotted a boil where my fly had been. That was a fish! It took my fly! Holy smokes, “Fish on!” I yell. My heart is pounding, I’m nervous and excited. I try to relax and play the fish like I would any other. But this fish is like no other. This is no trout or bass. This fish has serious power. When it wants to go, there’s no stopping it. My forearm starts to hurt as my rod flexes even more. The salmon goes for another run then turns and comes toward me. “Reel him in, reel him in!” I hear Jim saying as I go for my reel and try to turn it as quickly as I can. After what seemed like a great battle, the fish was released and continued on his journey to his birthplace upstream.











