It's hard to shoot the bow when the deer keep walking in front of the target.

 The unrelenting rains that have created high water conditions and restricted wading opportunities are reminiscent of 2018 and 2021. The eastern half of the system and the BR are once again blown out leaving the WB as the only viable fishing. Jean and I will be leaving early Thursday morning for Dayton Ohio to watch our granddaughter play in a three match tournament (her team won all three matches this past weekend out in Idaho). The lack of rising fish, absence of bugs and the high water will take my mind off the fishing and I will be looking forward to watching Logan play in person. We will be returning late Saturday with peach canning scheduled for Sunday. Hopefully by Monday there will be options for where to fish.

Had to chuckle a little bit in reading Jim D's question. I'm old, and while I may well have "lost my religion" years ago, my reference was to Jimmy Clanton's 1956 hit "Just a Dream". Even ED Smith our music expert who seldom, if ever, misses a musical reference may be too young to remember that one. Although, on second thought, Ed may have been the one to name Jimmy Clanton a couple years back as the singer of " Just a Dream" when I had guessed Ersel Hickey of "Blue Birds Over the Mountain" fame. You read it first here.

The fishing - Someone will have to help here. With 3/4's of the river blown out, bright sun, and wind, I felt the better use of my time was to do yard work, shoot my bow, take a drive with Jean, and sit with her and my Perfect Manhattan on the back porch and watch the deer. Never put on the waders. On our drive I did see a fisherman attempting to wade the BR at something in excess of 4500 cfs. At 4:30 there was no one in the Red Barn pool or any other pool from there down to the Men's Club. Scanned the Red Barn pool for five minutes with the binocs and never saw a bug or a rise. Bought six ears of delicious corn from Schaffer's farm stand, which we had with a steak and garden fresh tomatoes.

NOTE - While Jean was lunching with her Florida friend in Honesdale, I took the opportunity to write the first two paragraphs of this page (having read only the first three comments in yesterday's offering). Before doing the "Fishing" paragraph I checked the comments ( now 7) on yesterdays entry, laughed and decided to post the paragraphs as written this morning. Hope to be back on the river Monday. If anyone has something good to say about the fishing feel free to do so here.

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