Making new memories while reliving the old.

Spent the afternoon and evening (3:00 to 7:30) fishing the BK with my gray haired old friend. No, we didn't stand shoulder to shoulder sharing a pool, that's not our way. We both set out with a plan to go east and to have dinner and perhaps a libation at the Riverside in Horton. Plans changed late when we drove into the parking lot at the Riverside and found it was closed. Adjourned to the Hancock Hotel where Ramona fixed a perfect, perfect Manhattan and served us up a couple of Bleu Cheese Burgers with fries. Talked about the days fishing (GHOF caught a beautifully colored 18 inch wild brown that was easily fish of the day). We also touched on the years we have spent fishing together, the good times we have shared and the friends we fished with that have made their last casts. Raised a glass to the memories and made plans to fish again tomorrow, (assuming the rain holds off).

The fishing - With both branches high from the maxed out releases, most of the wade fishermen were on the BK.  Decided to avoid the crowds by fishing some of the river where it wanders away from the road and consequently receives less pressure. My GHOF saw some rising trout on the BE and spent time there before getting to the BK in time for the evening hatch. There were isos, hebes and olives hatching and fish up eating them.  The farther you got from the parking areas the more willing the trout were to eat your fly.  Left flies in four fish but landed enough (almost all wild fish) to make it a good day of fall fishing. 

If you are fishing the popular pools bring small, (I mean really, really small stuff) pseudos are too big. The fish can be caught but they are tough. If you get away from the parking areas fish will sometimes even eat an iso! 

Update - Just checked the release at Stilesville. With Cannonsville now drawn down to under 90% full, the release is being stepped down.  Check the flow in the morning to see where you will be able to wade safely.

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