The choice is yours.

 It's October 6th and I feel like a minister preaching to empty pews during the pandemic.  Why?  The salmon run is on up on the Salmon River and with both the WB and the EB far too low to float and even the BR a challenge to get down, all the guides have followed the money.  They gone.  The fishermen, they gone too.  

Had a popular riff/run to myself all afternoon.  There were the usual bugs, little brown caddis that are always flying upstream and never land, pseudos and in some places isos. Even with the bright sun there were risers. In the early afternoon they were yearlings (rainbows now 10 to 11 inches, browns now 9 to 10 inches).  Certainly not the pulse pounding fish you come to the Delaware for but you have to make the same casts and it's a great way to improve your skills.  When the sun got lower in the sky the hatch got better and the bigger fish fed.  It wasn't as good as yesterday but it was good.

At about 5:30 I headed to the BR for the "sun behind the hill fishing". Went to a place where only boats fish, walked a good distance, clambered down a hill, crossed the river and ran smack dab into five fishermen standing 50 feet apart right in the hot spot.  God was obviously making me pay for yesterday's fish catching orgy.

The fishing is basically from 2:00 'til dark, if it's warm, 'til five if it's not, but it's really good.  The past three days constitute the best "week" I've had since early August.  If it's not too long a drive and you're bored, come. Or, you can drive up north and perhaps tie into a 30 lb. king or 10 lb. Coho.

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