You know it don't come easy.

July fishing continues to be like a yoyo, up and down. The summer sulfurs need to grow up, settle down and hatch when they are supposed to.  Seems I've experienced this problem before and will take a look back in my logs to see if they shed any light on the problem. I know the midday sulfur hatches are temperature sensitive and we have had some unusual circumstances to deal with. Clouds often keep the temp up river below the threshold for good sulfur hatches, rain water on many days actually raises the water temp making it possible for the sulfurs to act like mini march browns and hatch sporadically all day long. Ninety degree days with sun might well have the sulfurs hatching before anyone is even looking for them and then there is "The Surge" effect to consider. Right now being in the right place at the right time is the the key to success but being there may well require a session with a psychic or use of a Ouija board.

The fishing  -  It was more like Ed Zern's Exit Laughing piece on crow hunting (Does anyone remember reading it?) where to fool the crows (who can supposedly only count to three), he has several hunters running in and out of the blind in various disguises with the intent of fooling the crows. I had the raincoat on over the fishing vest, under it, left the raincoat in the car, wore the Panama Jack Hat, switched to the baseball cap, wore polaroid's switched to regular then back to polaroid, stayed close to the car and finally said screw it and waited inside the Troutfitter for almost two hours while the worst storms went by.  With most of the upper WB "stained" I drove over to the UEB and managed to stay ahead of tributary mud to catch half a dozen fish. The three biggest of which were all holdover hatchery fish with "Woolrich Socks" tats on their sides. 

 

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