Trust Me, It's Not Boring.

 

After experiencing 90 degree heat, tornado warnings, severe thunderstorms, gale force winds, pop up thunderstorms, and a frontal system with high pressure and a brisk NW wind, all in one week, today was finally a perfect day to be on the river, as the DRC blog likes to tell us.

Had opened the windows that have screens last night and had to start a fire in the wood stove this morning, (54 outside, 68 inside. Was amazed to find the temperature inside the fishing camp on my return tonight was 80 degrees. Windows are open again and the AC unit is a humming.

The fishing - Let me say this - The sulfurs are hatching and the fish are eating them, but you can't swing at the high hard one, you can't go for the pin out of the knot weed, and no one will be able to dunk on a Delaware River sulfur eating trout. To catch A fish on sulfurs right now, you need to be able to wade quietly, cast accurately, have good flies, and be able to consistently put them, (drag free), in front of feeding trout, (lots of times), hoping to find that elusive but dumb fish.     

I know a guy who took up fly fishing to catch bone fish. It took him several years to catch one but he did it. This isn't quite as hard, but almost. If you're new to dry fly fishing they have medicine that will make it seem like fun, if you're veteran angler, lie to the doctor, and he'll give you the meds.

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