Time for me to deal with what Irma left behind.

It's all clear to me now.  September and August have switched places. Today was another scorcher with temp in the eighties, bright sun and the freestones hitting 70.  Did chores around camp, tied some flies and took a little siesta before heading out about 3:00.

Decided to take a look at the WB in Deposit.  It wasn't pretty.  The water beneath the thermocline in the reservoir is gone and the murky water that has been sitting on top of the thermocline is now being sucked out the pipe and into the WB.  In the silt laden water I saw no bugs, one rise and but one fisherman.  I left town without putting a toe in the water.

By 4:30 I was in a pool on the UEB with a good number of rising fish to cast to.  A very few olives and stenos could be seen on the water but the fish were on top feeding like hatchery fish when the pellet machine turns on. Tied on 7X for only the third time this season and tried some of the tiny little flies I tied this morning.  Also tried ants, olives and stenos. Caught fish on all of the above (except for the ant), but didn't have what they were chowing down on.

The fishing the last two days is a come down from the last two months.  The olives have all but disappeared, the heat wave has pushed things back until the sun is off the water and the fall window of opportunity is getting smaller every day.  There are rising trout to be fished to but until we get a little rain and fall weather you'll earn every fish you catch.

They have supposedly gotten the power turned back on down in the Keys and I am heading down to try to restore order and repair the damage done to our home by Irma.  Hope to be back within a week, until then you're on your own.  Good luck.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Had To Get Out The Neosporin For The Tooth Cuts On My Index Finger.

  To say the Delaware  is a hard river to figure is an understatement. Yesterday was an overcast day that had fishermen thinking olives. Turned out the water was probably too warm for olives and too cold for sulfurs, in short, a dud. Today the air temp was a little cooler, (I think), with a mix of sun and clouds and the sulfurs, (both yesterdays and todays), hatched. The fish? At least where I was, went nuts, threw caution to the wind, and ate everything that came down their feeding lane, both with and without hooks. Heard from two sources that the sulfur hatch at the red barn was also very good today. If my last report on the red barn sulfurs was erroneous, blame it on Ed who has been in Hawaii for the last two weeks, (hence no reliable red barn reports). The fishing mid-day was so good, and the number of fishermen in the "Zone", (it's Friday afternoon), so high, that I decided to fish down river during the evening hours. Fished a pool in the middle section from 6:30 unt
Read more

Fishing A Cold Blow From Out Of The North.

  Jean came down and we spent the weekend watching wildlife in the backyard, driving around the area and enjoying two "nights out", one with David and Maryann, (the apprentice Troutfitter Inn cleaning lady). A shout out of thanks to her for spending four hours on the road to have dinner with us. Not sure the company or the meal was worth the drive. We drove up to Stilesville to witness the hordes of anglers, and then along the reservoir all the way up to Walton, where we usually stop and go in some of the shops. It was threatening to rain so we elected to keep going. It was raining on top of the mountains but we took route 206?? to Downsville anyway. We hit the rain part way up the mountain and then drove down the other side to Downsville in a torrential down pour. Came out of the rain at Downsville and drove down route 30 with the intention of checking  out the trout in some of the BK's thermal refuges, saw the muddy water at "Jaws" and drove back to the Lordvi
Read more

IT'S GOOD TO BE BACK HOME AGAIN!

 It's Wednesday night, a fire is going in the fire place, an empty Perfect Manhattan glass is washed and back up on the shelf, 30 shrimp netted from Zane Gray Creek ((did you know that Zane Gray (famous fly fisherman and writer of westerns) was a dentist and that his office is now a museum that you can visit on the Delaware River?)), have been consumed by Jean and me, prior to the three pieces of venison backstrap that traveled from home to Florida and back, an early spring snowstorm is raging outside and most importantly, we're glad to be back home again! With that season opening sentence, Mrs. Haskins has no doubt thrown in the towel and disavowed all responsibility for my literary malfunctions. Run on sentences she could handle, but my never before attempted "double aside" was apparently beyond the pall. I sent her a "Go Duke" banner with apologies and hopefully she will cool off before the fishing heats up. Our trip back home was uneventful. Started at 2
Read more