It was time for our annual trip to the Delaware River. Wrh, from the site, myself and two of my best friends were looking forward to this fly fishing trip since February. The Green Drakes had showed themselves the week before, which was right on time, however the past few years, they had been late so we took this week off. We were still anxious to see many different types of insects on the water and we kept watching the long range forecasts and hoping that the rain would stop or at least hold off. It did not and the river rose 700cfs in one day. Our visions of rising fish in clear low water evaporated in the torrent. Of course, this was one of those, "we're going anyways, I never get to fish with you guys anymore, we'll make it a fun adventurous annual trip. So, we scrambled and tried to line boats up. The cost of the trip rose and we said, "boat one day, make the best of it the rest." When somebody mentioned the word canoe I said, "Never done it, let's do it." We launched the first day in the off color river and started chucking white streamer flies at the bank and big Hellacious Brown Trout started crushing the zonkers. Hit the bank, strip, strip, strip, cast, strip, strip BANG! Fish On! This turned out to be the best streamer fishing I had ever seen on the Delaware River system and we were into big fish all day long.

Day 2: It turned out sunny and the river had cleared enough so we continued our float down the river. Wrh and my bud Kieth hit several big fish on streamers and at about 10 am the cornutas, size 14 blue winged olives started popping and Scott and I jumped out of our boat and started getting into working fish. 2 hours and an uncountable number of fish from 8 to 20 inches later the hatch had teetered out. It was as if the fish hadn't eaten in 3 days and they were

gorging themselves. We continued our journey and picked at the fish here and there for the rest of the day. We got to the end of our float at 4pm and threw the canoes on the cars and headed back for a second drift. We hit some fish, and Wrh got a nice 18 incher on a BWO emerger. We floated until 7pm and a spinner fall began. Again, the fish came up and we hit them once more. Wrh got a nice fish at dark and we all landed some nice fat ones during a sporadic cahill spinner fall with some coffin flies in the mix. The darkness was interrupted with "Oooh!" and "There he is" and Oh, Fish off haha." A great time was had by all. Kieth's truck was out of juice when we returned which put a small damper on the take out part of the trip but we managed.