She's Leaving On A Jet Plane - - - -

Drove Jean to the airport at 4:30 AM for her trip out to Fargo, North Dakota. Was back to the house by 5:30. Had an early breakfast, packed up the car and headed for Lordville. Wasn't halfway there when Jean called to say she was in Chicago and ready to board the flight to Fargo after getting her exercise by first going to gate B22 and then having to go to gate F14 due to a gate change.

Temp in the 30's all the way down. Stopped at the Troutfitter and Dave said there was a frost there last night. Arrived in Lordville too early to mow the wet lawn, so I started in pruning the third peach tree. First branch let me know that the tree wasn't happy being pruned, whacked me in the face drawing blood  on my cheek and ear. The deer were delighted that I was throwing down branches for them to chew on and within fifteen minutes there were six of them eating peach tree leaves and branches.

Undaunted by my previous bad advice on where and when to fish, the Assoc. Eds. beat me to the "hot spot" where, when I arrived, there were both pseudos and isos hatching, and fish rising. In about an hour and a half of fishing, the people you are taking advice from, netted a total of  about 34 inches of fish. When the "feeding frenzy" slowed, A-119 said he was heading for the EB and the Assoc. Eds. followed, I think. Against my better judgement, I had suggested a course of action and disappeared upstream expecting to meet the AE's downstream, "just around the bend". It never happened, either they met fish and never needed to walk upstream or they have learned what everyone else knows, never fish with A-119, 'cause he always takes the best spot.

The fishing? Hot and Cold. The WB, if you are reading the DRC reports, has "a tinge of green". A-119 will tell you that you can't see your feet in six inches of water in Deposit, and that the BR is muddy all the way to Callicoon. However, it is the warmest water in the system and the bugs start there earlier. Today the bugs came, the fish ate, but very few flies with hooks in them were eaten. 

The EB is very clear and cold, (low 40's) at Fish's Eddy this morning. Down river on a bright sunny day there were both bugs and rising fish. In a place where I did nothing just last week, I hooked fish on the first three casts, (it took three more cast before I hooked the fourth fish, but you get the idea"). Yes, there was a period where I just couldn't get a fish to eat my fly, but I had rising fish from 3:30 until the sun went behind the hill at 5:45, and some of them were good ones. Two18 inch 'bows were tied for fish of the day until a 19.5 inch bow ate a little olive just before the sun went behind the hill and shut things down.  A