Angler 119's Delaware River Fishing Report

With the River Master sending 1500 CFS of dirty water down the WB and Lordville going from 500 CFS to 1700 CFS,  I was off to fish the Beaverkill and EB.  Both are incredibly low and clear and many of the pools and runs do not seem to hold fish at the current water levels. I found fish (mostly rainbows)  in some of the deeper runs and riffs.  The fish are no doubt wary of eagles, mergansers and osprey and will not stay in quiet pools that are too shallow to offer  protection from predator attack.. There were very few flies hatching and I saw but one fish rise. Pseudos were again the most abundant fly hatching.  At the end of the day my fly patch had a pseudo, an iso, a spinner and a caddis on it.  The only fly that failed to catch a fish?  You guessed it, the pseudo. A beautiful and heavy 19 inch rainbow was fish of the day!

Motivated more by the lack of deer sightings from my tree stand than the expectation of good fishing, I drove down to the river.  It was bright and sunny without a cloud in the sky and the foliage colors were beyond belief.  If you have a chance go this weekend do it.  The trees will be bare a long time.  Syracuse to Binghamton and back will do the trick but the whole ride to Lordville was beautiful. I wanted to fish downstream on the big river while the water was low so I went all the way to Callicoon.  Did not see an angler from Deposit to  the bridge in Callicoon.  Fished in solitude for almost three hours.  There were pseudos but with the warm sun they were popping quickly off the water and there were no risers to be seen.  Rose four fish blind casting, three of which ate and were landed.  The fish (all rainbows) were  quite heavy (perhaps they have eaten a lot of shad fingerlings) and were all between 16 and 17 inches.  The fourth fish said no. As the sun went behind the hills

Drove down to the camp yesterday with my bride to take in the foliage and to do some  "shutdown" work. The leaves from Syracuse to Binghamton were  beautiful with bright red and orange maples glittering in the sun.  From Binghamton to Roscoe the colors became more muted as the drought in the ares has caused the leaves to turn in on themselves.  The big river and the Beaverkill  are nothing but stone piles with water  flowing between the rocks. I've never seen the big river this low.  As is our custom when in the Roscoe/Cooks Falls area we stopped at the Riverside for dinner.  The restaurant overlooks the Beaverkill and the food is very good.  We were enjoying the meal when a river acquaintance saw us and came over to our table to talk.  He guides part time and said it had been very slow lately but that he did have one good day fishing  down river. He was looking forward to the pseudos and said that they never get going until the second frost. Woke up this morning to f