Changes, Keep On Changin' And The Good Old Days They Say They're Gone - - -


Arrived at the Lordville Estate right at noon, had lunch and then went out and mowed the back lawn, (did the two sides and front yard Friday. It's apparent that the tomatoes need a fence around the fence as the deer have been sticking their noses in between the wires and chowing down on the plants. Will deal with that in the am.

I like to pat myself on the back when I find myself "in the right place at the right time" on the river. The reality of it is that it's a combination of having almost 35 years figuring things out, being here five days almost every week, and bullshit luck, (I won't try to apportion the %'s). Today, I had ample warning. Fished the same place early in the week three weeks in a row. First week was the "112" inches night which will almost certainly be my best big fish night of the year. The second week it was a bit cooler, the hatch shut off early and I didn't do nearly as well.

Today I returned for the last of a three game series. Maybe yesterdays surge, (needed to keep the temp under 75 at Lordville), which had the water still dropping at Hale Eddy tonight, affected either the sulfurs, the fish, or both. Maybe the sulfurs are on the wane that far down river, or maybe A-119 ignored the signals given by both bugs and fish last week. 

How'd I do? Got an ass kicking. Yearling trout would have starved to death if all they had to eat were the sulfurs that came down the river tonight. There was next to no rising. For half an hour I fished to occasional risers in a pool tailout and was ignored. Hooked and lost the only other fish I saw eat a sulfur. Hooked three fish blind casting attractor flies, landed two. It was foggy and I didn't like the fog nearly as much as I did last time I fished in it.

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