Water was 68.3 in Warren Glen on Sat 6/30 @ 8:30am, so according to John’s reading at 4:00, it went up 4 degrees before the real heat wave even started. Had a mature eagle glide through low under the canopy heading for Bloomsbury. I froze to see how close he’d get. Felt like a B-17 coming past. A short while later the heron came in at the riffle below the falls hole, until I purposely spooked him. Managed one brown on a soft hackle, missed another then the heat started to get to me. Stopped by the local liquor store on the way home, almost ran over John Miller in the parking lot, grabbing some cold beer. We were on the same page; water too warm to trout fish now. Time to think about hitting the big D or the salt. We need that WG stretch excavated sooner than later. Some deeper holes with riffles will help keep it cooler and keep those avian invaders at bay. Swine. Happy Independence Day gang.
