Long before I got into fly fishing I got a Life Membership in the North American Fishing Club. I get the magazine they send out.

One of the articles I like the most is the research update that Dr. Hal Schramm writes. He brings out some great ideas. One of the things he wrote about was the "fall feeding binge", which is one of the things that I look forward to each hot summer day.

I had a day off and the water was calling my name. It was in the mid 50's, but the wind was blowing about 30 mph. Not the best time to be out, but the best time as I could get.

I got to the pond and headed for the dam. I could be out of the wind some and had a break line to fish. Great theory, but the fish were not interested in anything that went in the water. I fished several flies at different depths with different retrieves without success.

While some articles I've read suggest "skating" October Caddis patterns, my approach has involved dead drifting them. This pattern tends to ride very low, by design, and does not "skate" well, although lots of fish do hit it when it is moved slightly. It is more representative of a spent caddis with some movement of the FEB and the antenna and legs taking place below the surface suggesting a struggling insect. At least that is what I imagine the fish are seeing. Whatever they are seeing, a goodly number of them see this fly as food, not fake.

Wading out into the morning's water my body took a moment to adjust against the chill as the water came up over my shorts. The Susquehanna waters, though warm in general during mid-summer, was still chilled this early in the day. I was wet wading in this section, which is my normal mode for this stretch, mainly for my own safety. The water is shallow most of the way across, but there are slots of deep water formed around decades of bridge pilings.

When I received this book I glanced at the title and quickly dismissed it as something that I would find nothing more than a boring recitation of someone's fishing trips. However, after I started reading it I could not put it down.

I suspect you will enjoy considerably more in his new book, The Great Sadness; Indigenous Angling and the Loss of Home if you take a few minutes and read REE's previous review - it will give you some strong insight into the world of a person of "mixed bloods "or more commonly known as "half breed." Roger turned away from his ancestral ways for a time, only to follow the circle that brought him home again to the important things in life.

I have spent more than my share of time sitting in doctors' waiting rooms and I'm always somewhat amused by how people act when they are there. Today I'm sitting in another waiting room, waiting with the daughter of an old friend who is in seeing the doctor. Across the room is a woman flipping through the pages of a two year old magazine; Time, Newsweek, or People, and appearing to be interested in what she's reading.

June 29th, I was back on Armstrong's Spring Creek and the morning was fairly spectacular and it really had nothing to do with the fishing. I was on the upper end of the creek with some friend and we encountered a pair of sandhill cranes on a nest and a baby sandhill crane, here are the photo's of that encounter.

Today many fly fishers don't wear the traditional fly fishing vest, but there was a time when, if you didn't wear one you could not be considered a serious fly angler. The proto-type of the modern fly fishing vest came from the creative mind of Lee Wulff. Lee designed a short wading vest for fly fishermen in the early 1930's. He not only designed the first model, he sewed it himself.