Right Now The "Sulfur Zone" Is The Only Game In Town.

 

Drove down this morning in a heavy blue haze as the smoke from the Canadian fires has again come our way. Arrived at Deposit at 1:15, not a bug to be seen. Continued on down to the Lordville Estate, put away the washed clothes and the food, put up the new hummingbird feeder (old one was hit by a falling apple tree limb during last weeks pruning and was cracked), made two sandwiches and headed back up to Deposit so I wouldn't miss the afternoon sulfurs. Spent over an hour driving around the "Sulfur Zone" looking for sulfurs and rising fish. There were sulfurs and fishermen from the Red Barn up to Cold Springs Brook. Not a lot of sulfurs and far fewer fishermen than were there yesterday in the high water. Saw a refusal to an angler's cast, which was the only  rise I saw until I actually put on the gear and waded into a pool

The fishing - The afternoon just wasn't fun. Saw a few sulfurs and a few risers, got refusals from the risers and caught two seven inch trout. Hooked one "good one" that was on for five seconds. Ate my second sandwich and at 6:00 picked out an empty "A" pool for the evening fishing. At about 8:00, with a few sulfurs hatching and no fish rising I reeled it in and went looking for salvation. Found it in a big, slow, flat water pool where sulfurs were hatching and fish were rising. Was every cast perfect? No. Put several fish down before I said, "Yes" when a cast landed on the money and the fish ate. The first four fish that ate were on casts that I knew were going to be eaten. In between were the usual "Short, but maybe" casts, that hardly ever get taken. Ended up hooking and landing eight quality wild trout to salvage what was up till then a perfectly miserable day.

Don't pretend to know what's going on with the sulfurs. Had one good afternoon hatch last Friday. The hatch last night was mediocre at best but thankfully the fish in the big pool wanted to eat.

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