It Was A Skunking No Matter How I Try To Spin It.

 

Did yard work early to avoid the heat, I didn't, came in soaked, put my clothes out on the porch to dry and took a shower, had lunch, tied flies, waited until after three, and took a drive up to Deposit. Started yesterday at 5:30 and both the bugs and fish were going. Today from 3:30 until 4:45 when I left, neither the bugs nor the fish had made an appearance. Why'd I go?  As you know, I don't like to fish the same place  twice in a week, let alone two days in a row, and when three guys came sloshing their way up into the tailwater, I left. Drove by the place I fished the day before and the same two cars were by the camp where the four fishermen entered the stream last night. I was on Rte. 17 and drove right on by heading east.

First stop was at a place on the EB where I have had mixed results, (best day of the year, and several meh's). There was a boat anchored right in "my" spot, throwing at fish, exchanged waves and watched a good number of fish rise all over the pool while they continued to cast at the same fish. Moved on to the BK where I saw neither bugs, nor fish, nor fisherman, did a uie, and drove back to the EB where the boat had left. It was now about 6:45 and I was eagerly anticipating a pool to myself with rising fish. Got the pool to myself, but the bugs weren't hatching and the fish weren't feeding. At seven-thirty, I reeled it in and headed for the Lordville Estate. Stopped at Junction Pool and watched the water go by while swatting mosquitoes. Did the same thing at the Lordville Bridge and called it a day.  

 Let me tell you where it's at - Not, the BR or the EB,or the BK, (or if it's still on, the UEB, with the number of boats that have been fishing there).  It's happening on the WB. There are an untold number of boats, wading is limited, (but getting better every day). Take a "Buspirone, or a Benzodiazepine, (was going to say quaalude but they were outlawed back in the '80's), (but you can still get them from Mexico), (perhaps Mrs. Haskins would at least smile at this paragraph before giving me "the look"). There are Invaria and assorted remnants of the "big bug hatch", and the fish there don't know it's over yet, go before someone tells them.

Note to Ed Jones - If you were being sarcastic, you should remember to use the sarcasm font. If you are new to the reports, there are some things you should know. I am not in the business of renting rooms, selling fishing equipment or filling guide boats.  I do the reports in an effort to give something back to a sport I love and have enjoyed for over 70 years, and to help those trying to catch fish in what I consider to be one of the most challenging rivers in America.


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