If You Don't Mind An Ass Kicking, Come Join The Fun.

 My long suffering bonefish partner Mark showed up lastnight, mostly because his family was gathering in Syracuse to celebrate his Mom's 90th birthday and the Lordville Estate is right on the way. Coincidentally my GHOF was also on the river fishing with his son Adrian. The good news is that the two vehicles transporting the four anglers both made it safely back to their respective fishing camps without a head on crash. Every river in the system was either fished in or looked at for both rising fish and hatching bugs, almost none of either were found.

The bugs -  There were some Hendrickson spinners seen on the UEB, and there were unconfirmed reports of a modest Hendrickson hatch on the WB. The glut of caddis in the BR is waning and the BR up to Buckingham appears to be headed into the doldrums. The BK, for the most part, has been caddis only and in the lower reaches the caddis are waning. The EB also is seeing mostly caddis egg layers at this time.

The fishing - If you see Hendricksons in sufficient numbers to get fish up, consider yourself lucky. If you find rising fish to throw at, consider your self fortunate. If you hook and land a fish on a dry, it's cause for a celebration. 

Today on the river system, the aforementioned group burned a combined tank and a half of gas, hooked four fish, landed three and was airing skunk out of two sets of waders.

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