I've been fishing this pool for over - - - -

 

Had a long list of items to pick up at BJ's this morning as the Lordville Estate larder was empty. Got everything I needed. The only disappointment was the selection of the $4.99 roasted chickens. At 9:30 the first batch had been picked over. There were only four left and the skin had broken open on three of them. This dries out the meat and I never like taking them. The last bird was a little small but the skin was intact, in the basket he went and I was on my way. Drove through a fine mist that had me thinking about a couple great days this summer. Unfortunately, just before Deposit the clouds parted and everyone else was  served up a beautiful afternoon. Me? I decided to get the lawn mowed.

Left camp a little before 4:00, hopeful that the olives I met on the UEB last week would be hatching and they were. Saw between ten and fifteen seemingly good fish gulping the olives one after another in a slow water pool. Put on the gear, waded out to within casting range and every fish had stopped rising. Never got a shot. I've been fishing the WB where it's hard to both put fish down and to get them to eat a fly with a hook in it. On the UEB I've had knees shaking from the cold water send out a little wake that put feeding fish down. Moved upstream to where a riff dumped into the pool and did a little better, got seven to come to the fly, three ate and I landed two. Got a last second refusal from the only truly big fish of the day. 

Moved to another riff that seemed to be full of yearlings (browns now about 9 inches and rainbows 10/11).  The fish were feeding subsurface and most fish ignored my offerings until the light started to fade. I did land a 14 inch brown and a 13 inch rainbow but everything else was between nine and ten inches.

We have another warmish day scheduled for tomorrow and then fall starts, no matter what the calendar says. The olives, iso's, ants and white flies are on the water, the fish are redistributed in all the pools throughout the system and I for one, am going to try to make up for lost time.

On the Angler vs Landowner controversy. The quickest way to lose more access is for anglers to be disrespectful to land owners. Right or wrong, an aggrieved land owner will often get others to also post there land. If someone doesn't want you to fish on or in front of their land DON'T. There are 90 miles of blue ribbon trout water in the Delaware River System, hot headed, arrogant anglers have cost us access to more of it than have landowners who want to flaunt their authority. It's nice to be important but it's more important to be nice.   

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