Larry L - your psuedo Klingon thang really speaks to me. I've been
puzzled for decades on PA spring creeks when the autumn afternoon
delivers great Baetis-ing to emergers, cripples and duns, and then as
the magic hour approaches, little rusty variants to the spinner fall
in the fast water. With normal Ephemera, this is when I expect to
really clean up.

Then ---- the alpha trouts drop down to the slick tailouts and start
gobbling, almost like a gonzo Trico fall. And hookups? Nada. A few
cursory, tail flipping inspections to the usual Baetis spinner
suspects, and once in a while, a foul hook on the cheek or outside of
the chin - clearly a miscalibrated rejection.

After decades of this humbling, I had a revelation viewing Ozzie's
last videos of the olive spinner fall: the spent females, which of
course swim around as their penultimate act, were just under the
meniscus, upsidedown! And the air bubble entrapped by their wings was
underneath the bod.

Now: how in tarnation do you imitate that geometry? What would Isaac
Newton do? Or Galileo? LaFontainish tricks like sheaths, air bubbly
thangs, etc, would make the fly turn rightsideup, which is to say,
wrongsideup.

Hmmmm?

tl
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