Our Day Will Come

Started the day early, as I had an 8:30 appointment for an oil change and tire rotation at Craig's, CL Repair across the bridge in Equinunk. Arrived ten minutes early, and Craig was taking care for Boris, one of my Lordville neighbors. Oil change and tire rotation went smoothly and while I was squaring up with Craig, (who unlike the people in Homestead and Ft. Pierce, leaves an air hose turned on 24/7, for free), (although he told me once, after I filled a leaky tire, that he charges $4.00 a pound for air), Barry, an Equinunk resident who has done some carpentry work for me, and, as an expert archer, has given me a few pointers that have greatly improved my accuracy with a bow, stopped by and we caught up with both last years hunting stories and this years fishing prospects. I like that in a small town people still judge you by what you say and do, in large metropolitan areas, sadly, this is no longer true. 

It's 6:00pm, I'm sitting on the back porch where the temperature in the shade is 84 degrees. I'm soaking wet from cutting the grass, and my PM is not a celebratory one. The freestones are all in the low 60's, (the BE in Hancock at 64 degrees, is within 6 degrees of being too warm to fish).

Last night's t-boomer raised the water levels in the entire system. BR is now best avoided by waders. The BK at about 800 cfs can be waded carefully, just don't try to reach fish rising, (if any), on the far bank. The WB above Oquaga is fine, below it's "stained". The EB can be fished with care in places. If you plan to come, check the water levels in the morning as another line of storms is scheduled to hit tonight.    

My tour of the rivers was highlighted by the fact that the number of mayflies that I have seen went from one to five in just one day. Chatted with two anglers, one of whom witnessed the four hatching mayflies. Neither had cast at a fish, and if they had caught any, they kept that information to themselves. My Monday post, (On Your Mark, Get Set), was clearly influenced by not enough ice in the Perfect Manhattan, If you are coming this weekend, there may be some bugs hatching, but it seems doubtful that there will be enough to get fish up. The streamer fishing also appears to have slowed down. It appears that either the alewives have all been eaten or the big browns have been reminded of the danger of eating streamers.

Note to readers -  Anyone who makes an attempt to contact Mrs. Haskins about paragraph one above will be banned from reading the blog until after the drakes hatch.

Query - Did anyone on their first reading of paragraph one, muddled by two asides, have a clue who Barry was, where he came from, and what he was doing in the middle of an oil change?