Every Day's A New Day.

Had the best night's sleep of the season last night, no leg cramps and no trips to the loo. Have been doing a series of exercises to tighten up my shoulders which wake me up whenever I turn over in bed. It's a familiar story, do the exercises, get feeling good, sleep well and stop doing the exercises and within a couple of weeks you're waking up every time you roll over in bed again.

Spent the morning finishing the annual peach thinning project. Pruned the tree back by over half two years ago, and this year I was able to thin the entire tree in just three sessions. Pulled about 500 peaches off over laden branches each time, the deer do the cleanup. Finished the peaches at noon and I really can't tell you what happened to the next three hours but I didn't get to the WB until three-thirty. Wasn't concerned because the hatch yesterday went from 3:30 until about 4:45 and I didn't catch anything anyway.

To my surprise the water was filled with Dorothea nymph husks, there was not a mayfly to be seen and there were zero rising trout. Was contemplating a change of venue when a fish rose, (a10 inch rainbow), and shortly thereafter ate my fly. Stayed until almost 6:00 and caught five fish, four between 10 and 12 inches and one nice 17 inch rainbow.

Drove around intending to find another place to fish in the evening.  Talked with A.E. Dennis M. who said I just missed A.E. Ed S. and that they had had good bugs and rising fish all afternoon. Up river was quiet and I went downstream looking for a spot to fish. Sometimes I forget what day it is, (they all end in a Y), but on Friday afternoon there is no question about why I spend weekends at home with Jean. Every place I looked was crowded with anglers. The worst by far, was a place I might have mentioned by name in yesterday's report. I mentioned it by name because I couldn't catch the fish, (that's A-119 code for don't go there), At 6:45 there were 11 cars parked there, (four more than the previous record when WBA was having a fly fishing class).

Passed on the opportunity to get beaten up again and went further upstream, where by about 8:00 there were bugs, (mostly Dorothea's) on the water but almost no fish feeding. When the spinners started to fall a few fish started to feed. When the light got poor enough, a few even ate my spinners. In the dark when you can see rises but can't see your fly, I hooked two nice browns. The first rose right where I thought my fly was, the second not even close.

If you go - The action is best between Stilesville and Balls Eddy. Afternoons, fish up above Deposit, evenings you can probably find rising fish from Barking dog at least down to Shehawken.   

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