There's No Tick-Tock On Your Electric Clock, But Still - - - -

 Did yard cleanup work until noon, made a sandwich and took off for another ride. Managed to look at the EB and BK early, (lots of stone flies and micro caddis on the BK), before getting back on 17 and heading for the Neversink, where I put on my waders and a pair of new, but much too tight, felt bottomed neoprene booties. Sat on the shore for an hour without seeing a fish rise or a mayfly hatch, pulled the plug and headed back west on 17.  Skipped the Willow, but stopped during prime time for paraleps and Hendricksons at several spots on the BK, BE, WB, and even the BR without seeing a single mayfly hatch or trout rise. Its still early days, BUT, the water has been over 50 for almost a week and there should be some bugs starting to hatch. At 83, its no fun watching, "Your Life Run Down", (at least not without a rising fish to throw at).

Did see a Golden Eagle circling over the Lordville pool while enjoying the 80 degree temperature out on the back porch. It was so warn I had to add two extra ice cubes to the Perfect Manhattan. Perhaps I should have stayed at the fishing camp all day and saved the gas.

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  1. I remember a past April 5 about 15 years ago,"maybe" I was on the BR with snow, sleet, rain and hail. I was laughing out loud as rainbow after rainbow molested my Hendrickson comparadun. I looked around not another human in sight. I said out loud "and I'm the only one here" laughing maniacally, crazed and obsessed. Then as the hail pelted my face "OH and I'm the only one here" thinking yea just a little nuts but man was it fun!

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