Tonight's Was The Night. Everything Was Alright.

Killed another day doing nothing noteworthy. Somehow I skipped shooting the bow, I'll probably never have to mow the lawn again, left too much space between the two fences that are needed to keep the deer away from the tomato plants so, they jumped into the space between the two fences and ate most of the tomato plants by pulling them through the gaps in the inner fence.

Left the Estate early and drove up to Deposit, chatted with Dave who told me that a group that was here last weekend did well on the BR. Wanted to see if he had a vacancy tomorrow night so that I could watch the Syracuse football game, but he was booked solid. My plan now is to fish in the morning and head home, as the game starts at seven and would mess up the evening fishing anyway.

The bugs - Saw several isos, (they wouldn't eat mine), some good sized olives, (18s), late, and nothing else.

The fishing - Was better than I could have hoped for. Fished where there were plenty of footprints in the sand/mud along the shore, but no one was there. Got refusals on isos, ignores on several flies, but enough takes by big 'bows to make it the second best big fish day since the last coffin fly hit the water.