It Ain't Over Till The Spinners Fall.

Left the Lordville Estate at 10:00 after first checking the water temp at Lordville. High water has kept me from wading the BR and now that it is low enough to wade safely, the water temp is approaching the 70 degree no fish mark. Never saw a boat or wade fisherman all morning. Didn't see any bugs hatching or fish rising either for that matter. Alternated a caddis, an olive, and an iso. First fly eaten was the iso and I fished the rest of the morning with it. Had nine fish eat the fly and but one refusal. Landed six rainbows of varying lengths none of which were on a weight loss program. Don't know what they are eating but there must be a lot of it around.

Spent the early afternoon catching up on my sleep, the late afternoon mowing the lawn, and a  half hour, before heading out for the evening fishing, replacing half a dozen isos that have either been lost or rendered unfit for consumption.

Checked the USGS temperature gauges and confirmed that the freestones were out of play with temps in the low to mid seventies. Left with the WB and UEB as the only two options, I chose the WB and headed for Deposit. Arrived to find that every fly-fisherman that fishes the Delaware system did the same calculations and headed straight for the "Sulfur Zone" without mowing the lawn, taking a nap or tying any flies. Were there bugs? You betcha. Rising fish? Not so you could notice them, fishermen, wall to wall. Keeping in mind that for two months I've successfully avoided both boats and fishermen, today was a culture shock, I fled. Drove downstream searching for that elusive point where you still had bugs, rising fish and neither boaters nor wade fishermen. The hatch was not nearly as good as yesterday's, (which produced almost no risers), but I found a few fish willing to eat duns. Hooked a good one on a long cast just after I got there, he broke me off, then things went quiet. Finally spotted some risers in a tail out. Most all of the fish were eating nymphs subsurface. Got a couple before being ignored by the rest. On the trip back down towards the car I got a 'bow to eat. It was again dark when the spinners came, the rise forms changed and fish ate on the surface. Cast at four fish, the first refused, the second got a flossing, and the last two both ate what was put before them. The first was a 19 inch brown that inched out two fat, heavy BR 'bows for fish of the day.