Humble Pie Is Served Up Daily On The Delaware, (could have titled it The Turkey Trot).

 

Headed back to the UEB at 9:00 fully expecting to duplicate yesterdays fish catching bonanza. Picked a riff that required a walk almost three times as long as yesterday's, just knew that the fishing would be at least three times as good. Turns out I'm not well versed in the new, (no longer new), math. The walk was indeed three times as long, but there were only a third as many  tricos and fish. Hooked three fish and lost them all. The third fish was a good one that I had within 20 feet of me before the hook pulled out. Up the hill from where I was fishing is Tom's Cabin where three people were out on the porch enjoying the nice morning. The cabin's been there, it turns out, since the early 1800's. I've long admired it and it's location high above the river and after walking back to the car, I decided to stop and introduce myself and perhaps get a look at both the view and the cabin. Was greeted like an old friend, shown the camp and a video one of them took of me fighting the aforementioned "good" fish, with a promise that they would email me the video, (however, that's done). Seeing the camp and meeting some really nice people more than made up for the O-for morning.

The turkeys - Last year on the three mile road from rte.97 down to Lordville there were three hen turkeys with, (as near as I could count), 30 young. This year there are, (possibly), the same three hen turkeys, with a total number of three young. (We have two hens in Lafayette and they have but two young between them.) Eight inches of rain in May hurt more than just the fishing.

This afternoon I cut several limbs off one of the plum trees, laid the tops on the ground for the deer to browse, watered the tomatoes, tied a half dozen tricos and spent the rest of the afternoon resting up.

 At 6:00 I went fishing. With the cloudy/smokey sky, things started sooner. There were olives hatching and fish rising when I got there, and things never really slowed down. There were two or three sizes of olives on the water and the fish were hungry. Got ignored by some, refused by a lot, but landed enough fish to make it another winning day. In the past two weeks I've gotten into a lot of two and three year old fish, which I was not catching earlier in the year.

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