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Sunday Morning Coming Down

 With the remnants of the nor'easter circling New York state like a vulture over a road kill, predicting where and when the rain would actually fall was beyond the capabilities of both  AI and the weatherman. Had worked hard getting the area around the bass pond leveled off with all the major holes filled, seeded and the seed raked in because a nice all night rain was predicted for Lafayette. Left for Lordville this morning with only dew dampening the ground. Ran into several bands of rain on the way down, but it stopped at Windsor and the ground was dry under the Norway Spruces at the back of the Troutfitter parking lot.   Got down to the small, partially restored, Sears package home which I now refer to as the "fishing camp", unloaded my clean clothes, the bow, (which I again, (third time), never shot in Lafayette), a few vittles, and went fishing.  The fishing -Stopped at three places on the EB, first had an angler ensconced in the prime spot, I drove on. Sta...

A Closed Mouth Gathers No Feet.

 With my old football helmet on and my loins girded, I'll enter the blog and attempt to quell the fire. I took offense to "couldn't disagree more" when he was saying exactly what I was saying about the fishing, (although admittedly coming at it from a different angle). Also took offense when he said that he found what I said was comical. In retrospect I should have just kept my fingers off the keys. Most readers know how much I love to fish and if I'm going home to work on a landscaping project in Lafayette, (yes there were three sunny days in the forecast), nothing more needs to be said. Nevertheless, the outpouring of support was unexpected and deeply appreciated. Will have to read a bit of Dickens and look up where Jabip is to fully understand all of the comments, but with so few people now fishing and assumedly reading the reports, I was surprised by the number of people who felt compelled to jumpin.  Thanks to all! Add on - to meet blog minimum length require...

The Truth, The Whole Truth, Not A Word Of A Lie.

It's Friday morning and I just checked the Thursday fishing report. Was surprised to find a post from a new contributor who claims to have read my reports for the past five weeks. Says, "he couldn't disagree more with what I am saying" and that "he finds it comical that I am swaying anglers to stop fishing due to my findings". He also said typically you can rely on the last 45 minutes before dark to get some good bugs and fish taking note of them, (which is true). As many readers are aware, I have posted reports for the past eleven years, always striving to paint an accurate picture of the fishing conditions on the river system. I checked back over the 28 reports since August 15th when I q uit the Sulfur Zone. Thirteen of the reports pertained to my experience fishing the olive hatches on the UEB and WB and tell of both my success and lack thereof. They told of the absence of bugs during the bright sunny days and that on those days the olive fishing was in t...

I've Got Better Things To Do!

 Today was full of surprises, woke  to find that all the apples under both trees had been eaten which isn't unusual except that I haven't seen a single deer in Lordville all week. Normally there are more deer present in the greater Lordville metropolitan area than people. A week or so ago I mentioned that any apple with broken skin is  covered with bees. It has only gotten worse and perhaps the deer are waiting to eat the apples at night to avoid the bees, (of course they may also just be up on the hill feasting on acorns which are very plentiful this year). Started mowing the yard around 10:00 and quickly discovered that not only had the resident skunk been here digging up grubs, (which I'm fine with), but he had solved the mystery of where all the bees were by digging a hole the diameter of a football in the side yard and extracting the honeycomb and eating the honey. The bees were not happy and some seemed to blame me and the lawn mower. In addition to digging up the g...

If You Want To Catch Fish, It's Best To Have Your Fly On The Water.

 It has finally become evident to me, (I'm a slow learner), that I'm just not going to catch many fish waiting for the bugs to hatch in the last hour of daylight, so I decided to start earlier and see if I couldn't do better. Shot the bow in the morning, (it was easy to see that I hadn't shot since last Thursday). Left the fishing camp about one, took a short mushroom walk, (it apparently didn't rain hard enough here for another burst of mushrooms), and was in the water by 1:45.  The fishing - Saw less than a handful of iso's on the first two stops. Caught two rainbows on blind casts, (these were the pools where I caught 7 nice fish one week ago). Third stop was worse. Had two small fish refuse my fly. Walked one hundred yards of shoreline in a pool where isos usually abound and counted just four iso husks, (there's usually more than that on each shoreline rock). Fourth stop was on the EB at a place I haven't been able to fish since last June. From 3:30 ...

Running bear - - -

 While Brian C. was catching fish Sunday on a rainy, cloudy olive kinda day, I was home grinding  my teeth, knowing that I was probably missing good fishing and yet, because of the rain, unable to get much accomplished on the bass pond restoration project. Got out early this morning and finished up some of the work I had planned for Sunday, then packed the car and headed for the Lordville Estate with a heavily overcast sky and fog, (maybe just maybe??). Alas by Cortland the fog had lifted and there were patches of blue. At Binghamton the sky was blue with the sun shining brightly. Was out front when the postmaster went by, (our mail lady is on vacation), and he stopped to talk fishing. Told me that the eagle that patrolled the lower section of the BK and took fish that were hooked by fishermen had met his demise. Apparently landed on a hot wire and was fried. I may have commented in my reports that I hadn't seen him on my recent visits to the BK. I love to watch eagles and it ...

Rainy Days On Sundays Always Make Me Sad.

 It's Saturday at 7:30pm and if you haven't already figured it out, yesterday I bailed, (and I wasn't in a boat). It was sunny with a 10/15 mile per hour breeze, drove around for an hour and a half without seeing a bug on the water or a trout rising and quit. It has been another tough week, one super day and three days where two fish was apparently my limit. Have much work to do getting the landscape around the bass pond back in order so I headed home. Those of you who have fished, (despite my warnings), thanks for your reports. There is almost no one on the river and those that are have found the fishing very difficult on the seemingly endless string of beautiful bright sunny days. I bailed on a rainy evening with fish up to watch a Syracuse football game, (won't do that again), and now I'm in Lafayette with an all day rain predicted for the Delaware tomorrow. If you're on the water Sunday let us know what I missed. There are a few questions that have gone unan...