Born To Fish Again, I'm A Brand New Man - - -
If perhaps you got the feeling that I was a tad discouraged with the fishing on the Delaware yesterday, you were right. Today was the day Jean was coming down to have lunch with Sue, one of her friends from Florida who lives in Honesdale. The lunch was scheduled for 3:00 and I called her at 6:00 to see if she was headed back to Lordville. She was still in Honesdale and said she would be at the camp when I got back from fishing. The river master increased the release again and the flow is now high enough to make fishing the down river pools on the WB difficult. Drove further upstream, found an unoccupied pool, and at about 6:30 waded in. First thing I noticed were the olives, good sized ones, that were all over the water, then I saw the rises, everywhere. After the first few casts it was clear that the fish were eating the emerging nymphs rather than the duns, but they had the water aboil. Every cast I made was at a fish, if the fly floated six feet past the first fish it fl...