Fly Fishing in Southern Norway

You ever cast a line into water so clear it feels like cheating? That’s Southern Norway for you. I’ve been guiding here with AnglerPilot for over 20 years, and I still get goosebumps when the mist rolls off the fjords at dawn. Yeah, we’ve got the certs—EFFA, FFI, all that—but honestly? The real credential is knowing which boulder hides a sea run trout when the tide’s just right.

We’re not just about hooks and nets here. These waters? They’re family. That’s why we fish light, leave no trace, and maybe nag you about barbless hooks—because a spawning pool full of Atlantic salmon won’t stay legendary if we treat it like a Walmart parking lot.

The Fish (and the Madness)

Sea run trout that’ll bend your 6-weight like a pretzel. Pollack that fight dirty in the salt. And the salmon—oh man, the salmon. I’ve seen grown men weep over a 20-pounder from the Numedalslågen. But don’t sleep on the little guys either. Some of my best days were sneaking grayling out of glacial streams you’d miss if you blinked.
Wind’s a jerk in the fjords, sure. Rain? Constant. But that’s the deal with paradise—it doesn’t come with a sunscreen guarantee.

Why Us?
Besides the fact I once taught a Hardy ProTeam guy how to double-haul? It’s the stories. Like that time we pulled a 12-pound char from a lake so remote the reindeer gave us side-eye. Clients keep saying they "got more than expected," which I guess means we’re doing something right between the casting lessons and the secret coffee spots.

Bottom Line

If you want sterile, go fish a stocked pond. Here, it’s wild browns in tea-colored lakes, pike that’ll eat your fly box, and the occasional cod that makes no damn sense this far inland. Come for the fish, stay for the moment you realize your guide’s grinning because he just learned something new too.

(Species we geek out over: char, sea trout, salmon, grayling—hell, even the flounder fights weirdly hard. Ask me about the carp situation. It’s… complicated.)