It's Not A Skunking If You Don't Even Cast.

 It's 5:14, the Perfect Manhattan is on the table beside me. Mark headed for home at 8:30 this morning, (he hates fishing in the rain), and should arrive within the next couple of hours. Did a little house work this morning and intended to take it easy and limit my fishing to the Hendrickson hatch. Left early enough to drive over to Roscoe to pick up a 100 1x long, 12 and 14 dry fly hooks, (using 1x long hooks gives me the illusion that there will be room behind the eye to neatly finish the head). Neither fly shop had them, so much for buying local. 

Drove back 17 to the WB, arriving streamside after a 15 minute walk, at 2:35. The water was "snow melt green", and judging by last year's Knotweed floating by, was rising. There were Hendrickson spinners in the air and both paralep and Hendrickson spinners on the water. Sat until 3:45 without seeing a rise, gave both the bugs and the fish a three fingered salute, and headed for the Lordville Estate. (The WB water temp at Hancock got to 49 sometime this afternoon so maybe the bugs came after I left, or maybe they just got cold feet).

The fishing - There wasn't any, at least where I was. 

Camp happenings - My signal to the deer that there are apples on the ground, is letting the screed door close loudly. Have only seen three deer since I opened the camp a month ago. Found a bag of questionable carrots in the lower drawer of the fridge, rinsed them off, tossed them out the door, and for the first time since last October, let the door close loudly, a yearling deer appeared out of nowhere, looked at the carrots and walked away. (The deer here love my peaches, took a bunch home and the deer there let them rot).

Walked out on the porch this morning and the screens had at least three dozen Hendrickson spinners and a half dozen paralep spinners on them, despite the fact that there was no Hendrickson hatch here, and that the apple caddis have been gone for a week. Was reminded of this by the Hendrickson spinner flying up and down the window right beside me, (he served as a model for the spinners I tied this am). Am ending this so I can take him out to the porch and let him go do his thing. 

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