Just Wishin' And Hopin' - - -

Got a late start this morning what with having to drive into town to pick up provisions for the week and to continue the process, (started Saturday), of attempting to buy a new car. Was on 81 heading south a little after 10:00, arriving at the Lordville Estate just after noon. Would have stopped to check out the Hendricksons in the Deposit area but for the row of anchored boats stretching from the 17 bridge down to the Men's Club and the new bag of Hershey's Kisses in the back of the car that needed protection from the heat.

Had no intention of fishing the WB today, as I'd had two weeks of good fishing, mostly in the middle section, and had no desire to battle both drift boats and waders. Was two- thirty when I headed up Lordville Road. Car said it was 90 degrees and I thought the temp would drop when I got moving. It was up to 93 before I got to Hancock. I decided to drive back to Deposit and at least wade in cold water. After looking at the number of boats, fishermen, bugs on the water, (in the hot sun, they pop right off the water), and rising trout, (next to none), I got back on 17 and headed east.

Spent from 4:00 until 7:00 fishing two runs on the BK that were devoid of other anglers. One had no bugs hatching and yielded three fish, a brown, a rainbow, and a 10 inch brookie. The second had a nice hatch of March Browns, saw eight fish eat what I thought were MB emerging nymphs. The first riser I threw at was the village idiot, a hard fighting 15 inch brown with three fresh hook marks in his mouth. The other seven risers never acknowledged that I even had a fly on the end of the line. A nice rainbow did eat a blind cast.

From 7:00 until 8:45 I got what is commonly called an ass kicking. Saw neither bugs nor rising fish, the BK eagle that tried to eat two fish I hooked last year, lit in a tree across the river from me shortly after I arrived, half an hour later, he left. The toads were in full voice all day today, (you all know how much I love to hear the toads sing). Looked up at a waxing crescent moon snuggling up beside Venus as I walked back to the car, and thought, this is bill s---t, tomorrow I want bugs stuck to the water during the day and a big time spinner fall at night. 

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