Blow You Old Blue Norther - - - -

All I had to do was say I planned on giving the WB a try, and the River Master cranked up the release to 1,000cfs. To make matters worse the wind blew out of the north at between 10 and 20mph, (when the sun came out it blew 20 steady). Tied four Hebes, and then put away my fly tying equipment for the year. If you are a fly tyer, you know that it's a job that starts right after breakfast doesn't finish up until it's time for a late lunch at 1:00. If you don't tie flies, you wouldn't understand.

This afternoon I mowed, and then planted grass seed in some of the places where the combination of no rain and an infestation of grubs left large areas of the lawn without a blade of green grass. At 5:00 pm the wind was still creating white caps on the river and twirling leaves around in mini tornadoes. Trusting that the wind would go down with the sun, I headed out to fish. I was way to early. In fact with the wind scheduled to blow at 15/25 tomorrow I might well have been several days too early. The low angle of the sun was blinding, the wind unrelenting, and the bugs didn't make an appearance. After the sun was behind the hill and with the wind only blowing 10mph, I actually saw two fish rise, once each. Made careful casts to each of them, and they never rose again.

Dennis, put the third rod away. Ed, with15/25mph wind on tap, like Terri Clark,  I'd find better things to do. Me? I probably won't drain the water pipes, but the rest of the camp will be in close down mode before I head back home on Sunday.

Highlight of the day - On the way back to the fishing camp, I turned down Lordville Road, and in the three mile drive, had eleven deer cross the road in front of me, (three does with fawns and two singles). Parked, walked into the camp and there were five more out back hoping I'd shake the apple tree, (not a horn on any one of them).