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Just An Any Old Kinda Day --

Posted on September 30 2026

It's 7:20 and I've been home about half an hour. Got to the car at 6:30 without turning on the flashlight. Both the bugs, (olives), and the fish stopped about 6:00. Took it slow driving home as the deer were out everywhere, counted fourteen before even getting to Lordville. Had to wonder if someone snuck in another holiday weekend without telling me as the traffic on both Sunday and Monday filled one and a half lanes on 17, and the rest area east of Hancock was full of cars. Today no one was on the road and the rest area was empty.

Got a late start fishing as I was lured up to Deposit by reports of both olive and Hebe hatches. Drove down to the Men's Club, (parking lot was empty), saw one boat anchored up close to the far bank across from the big tree in laying in the water, and Mike the cop asleep in his car by the Lee Conklin tree.  Never saw a fish rise. Don't know which fish DRC talks to who say it doesn't mind the silty water one bit, but the ones I see all tell me the same thing, "The stuff irritates my eyes, gets in my gills and causes constipation". Turned around and headed east.

The Fishing - Because of the trip up the WB, I was late for both the olives and isos, decided to forego my usual recon stops along the way and drove up route 30 to a place where I have fished but once all year. Found a car in the FPL but there is lots of room and many who park there are campers. Put my waders on and walked upstream, saw the fisherman a good hundred yards below where I wanted to start so kept going. Arrived at my starting point and saw olives on the water and an iso in the air. Put on an iso and within ten casts hooked and landed an 11 inch 1.5 year old rainbow. Saw several fish rising below me, the first three of which never acknowledged that I had a fly on. (Tip # 1, a fish will always eat an iso dun, UNLESS it is throwing a wake you could surf on, or the fish has been hooked on one in the last two weeks). Tied on an olive, (there were pseudos but also some 18's that you could actually see), and hooked one of the risers. While playing the fish I saw yet another fisherman just below me who had been hidden by a big Sycamore that was laying in the water. One car, two fishermen. (Tip # 2, always look in the passenger side window of a car parked where you want to fish to see if the front seat has stuff on it or it's empty and there are probably two guys fishing). Landed the fish, reeled it in and left. Last spot I fished a couple weeks ago, and it had some good fish. Tonight with the water down lower, it had both olives, (too late for the isos), and rising fish. I think most of the big fish had dropped back into the pool downstream. Hooked eight, landed four, and lost four. Fish of the day was a 13 inch brown, most of the lost fish were 1.5 year old rainbows who have very soft mouths and the hooks just rip out.

Right now, with seasonal temps, cloudy skies, and water in the fifties and low sixties, there are isos, (a modest number wherever I've been), and olives, both pesudos and larger ones on both the BK, EB, and UEB. The EB and BK have bigger fish but fewer risers, the UEB has mostly 1.5 year olds eating on top. The olives have been starting around two with the isos an hour later. In some places I've seen Hebes in fair numbers around 5:00. On a hot sunny day this paragraph may well be worthless. 

Remember it's a great day to be on the river, and lotsa luck!    

6 comments

  • Ed Smith: September 30, 2026

    My mistake— it was Charles Dickens not Victor Hugo. Hope Mrs Haskins isn’t reading this. Ed

  • Ed Smith: September 30, 2026

    Angler119’- Glad to hear that the bugs and the fishing are picking up. Our Montana trip summary- to paraphrase Victor Hugo- the fishing was the worst of times, the trip was the best of times. A lot of laughs, good times and actually some fish in the net. After a bad hail storm on our last day, Eddie’s childhood friend Darren landed a 19” rainbow on his last cast . The perfect ending to perfect trip. Ed

  • Jim N: September 30, 2026

    A119
    Another interesting report. I hope the big fish show up again soon, but I’ll take whatever I can get.

    Jack
    I nymph during the winter here in NJ. It’s all you can do when you have the urge to get out and fish. However I will only fish dries up on the Delaware. Seeing a take matters more than the tug.

  • Jim Dygert: September 30, 2026

    JACK.. We have parallel fishing histories. I started holding a flyrod at the age of 12 (I’m 74)with my grandfather at my side. We used salted minnows on local CNY streams and kept what we caught for dinner. I progressed to nymphs around 16 years of age and became very good at tying and fishing them. It wasn’t until I became active in TU that I started dry fly fishing in earnest forming a friendship with two other guys who I’ve fished and traveled with for over forty years.I think it’s the most enjoyable (and frustrating) way to fish for trout. When it all comes together it’s magical..

  • JACK: September 30, 2026

    Last week’s flurry of posts got me thinking that the majority of folks who read this blog are dry fly only (DFOs) fishermen. That includes myself, but I haven’t always been that way, and I’m trying to remember how that came to be.
    When I began fishing in the early 90s, staying at the WBA, I was on the water at dawn, throwing streamers. Then by mid-morning I’d switch to nymphs, and in the afternoon put on a dry fly if there was a hatch.
    But for the last ten years I have had interest only in drys, even with the knowledge that I will catch far fewer fish. (My fishing buddy for many years was a great nymph fisherman, and he tried to convince me to try one of his rigs, but I had no interest.).
    Have the rest of you had similar journeys?

  • Don K: September 30, 2026

    Oh well, at least you found some action.
    Its been a long time but Harry Chapin will do for today..

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