It's Got To Be The Goin' Not The Gettin' There That's Good.
Today the weatherman made choosing where to fish more complicated than it should have been. The predicted high was 60 degrees. All the rivers should have had water temps over 50 degrees today, (Hendrickson hatching water). The day dawned with a heavy overcast and a few drops of rain. When, by 11:00 o'clock, neither the clouds nor the temperature had risen, I took a look at the satellite view of the area. There was a cloud front east of us that was reluctant to move off. The clear skies and sun were between Binghamton and Deposit, and moving slowly eastward. What to do? If the sun came out by noon, it would warm the water and you could fish anywhere. If, however, the clouds didn't clear on time, the water would be too cold for the Hendricksons to hatch. Yesterday the Neversink was the only river to hit 50 degrees, (it was also farther east and unlikely to see any sunshine). I stopped at the EB at 1:40, saw no bugs and drove straight to the Neversink. Assoc. Editor Ed S....