Get up there mule he comes a lock - - -

It you are wondering, it's been much better weather for sunfish fishing than it has been for trout fishing. Up until yesterday our attempts to restore a breeding population of sunfish in the bass pond had been a dismal failure.   We (Jean and I) caught 'em, brought 'em back to the pond and they were promptly eaten by the bass.  Finally this Saturday I saw two survivors from last weeks batch swimming around in the pond.  Armed with the knowledge of how big they had to be we went back to the Erie Canal and fished more selectively, caught a dozen, too big to be eaten sunfish and brought them back to the pond.  It was interesting to watch, the sunfish seemed to know they were ok.  The bass would swim right up alongside of them and they didn't even flinched. The bass may be hungry now but next summer they should have lots of little sunfish to eat.

The unseasonably warm weather again stifled the bug hatches on the freestones and I made the mistake this afternoon of trying to fish in 65 degree water.  It's fine for the fish, but pseudos, isos and olives want nothing to do with it. Finally realized what was happening and why. Walked back to the car and drove to the WB. Had a pool all to myself and by 7:30 I knew why, no bugs and no rising fish there either. 

Staved off the skunk by hooking two 'bows and one brown, lost the best fish but landed a rainbow and a brown both about 15".  On a scale of 1 to 10 the fishing was at best a 2.  

With rain and cooler temps forecast for the next two days things will hopefully improve.

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