I’ve introduced you to ‘The Neighbor’ before. This is the guy that ‘Dances with Bears’ – I’m referring to a post from a year or so ago. So, he shows up at our place with a container in hand. Hey, he’s given me flies in the past so I’m as cordial and nice as I can be because I suspect he’s trying to flush out all his rejects from his collection. Believe me, you want his rejects if he offers them to you! But, I am incorrect with regard to the container.
Instead, there’s a prisoner in it. The captive is questioned and interrogated promptly. These pictures were intentionally over exposed to try to make the color of this fly more apparent. It had a dark dun wing, and as ‘The Neighbor’ said: “It’s a size 12!” – I agreed. The body would seem to look similar to an ISO but the fore-legs do NOT have the distinctive color change – the white from the ‘white-gloved-Howdy’ moniker. And this is WAY too early for them to be hatching… isn’t it?!? The body was distinctly a variation on brown and dark tans. My observations did not really detect much if any olive.
It must be mentioned that this fly came to me with tails missing and ‘The Neighbor’ said that was how he had found it. The previous pictures show the fly in as healthy a state as it ever was according to ‘The Neighbor’. I definitely mishandled/abused the fly to the point that I was able to lay it inline with the scale.
You can clearly see, as in most cases I’ve observed, that the belly (ventral?) side of the fly is clearly lighter in color than the dorsal (top) of the body.
The last picture to the right, above seems to show a shade of olive or green but this picture was taken outside and the background was grass. The color of this picture may have been affected by this – maybe.
Well, if you know what this ‘Mystery Fly’ is, please shoot us an email at firstname.lastname@example.org and let us know what it is!
The crick is at 3.78 feet and falling as I write this. It looks much clearer than yesterday and is in the process of clearing as it’s not looking like coffee with cream anymore.
Reporting from Slate Run….. and till we see each other again… UB