Sunday morning coming down.

 Got back to the fishing camp about 8:45 last Thursday night to find the phone light blinking and a message from Jean to call whenever I got in (almost never good news) but this time it was. The company installing our mini split AC had called at 4:30 to say they would be there at 8:00 Friday morning. Blame it on global warming or the Emerald ash borer that killed all the ash trees that shaded the west side of our house but in the last three years our upstairs bedroom has gotten much too hot for comfortable sleeping.

Left for home at 6:00 am Friday and arrived ten minutes before the AC installers. It took them all day to install the AC but with the temp in the high 80's the AC was able to quickly cool things down so we got a good night's sleep. Spent Saturday taking care of the usual weekend chores and packed the car with clean clothes (thanks Jean) for the return trip to the Lordville Estate. Did a crossword puzzle and went to sleep in a cool comfortable 73 degree bedroom.  Was up early and departed at 9:00 this morning, stopped in Binghamton for gas and Velcro (don't ask), arrived at the Troutfitter about 10:30, bought 5x and 6x tippet and a leader and headed for Lordville. 

After putting the food in the fridge and hanging up my clean clothes it was time for lunch (no pictures, this is not facebook). I then sat down with my PC to try to figure out where to fish. Checking the flows at the various reporting sites showed Stilesville going  down, Hale Eddy going  up and Lordville going down.  What the hell. Took a nap. At 4:00 it seemed to me that I could fish falling water in the lower WB and I did, but not without looking back upstream every ten minutes to see if the water was rising (you really just need to listen).

The fishing - Four o'clock was way too early (even on an overcast day), by probably 5:00 there were bugs (olives) and a few small fishing rising. The hatch was very good but the fish, where I was, get pounded and have learned to eat subsurface, boils abounded, noses were so scarce, you'd think they were worried about skin cancer on a cloudy day. Threw at boils until probably 8:00 when there were finally some fish sipping duns in the slow water portion of the pool. Three 17 inchers tied for fish of the day (two 4 year old browns and one tired old rainbow). Almost half of the days catch were two year olds (11/12 inchers), not exciting but good to see some in the river. 

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