I'm just going to go back to reading this forum instead of posting, thanks for all of the great info guys.
Come on Matt...I don't think anyone wants to run you off here. It just appears that the "Guard Dogs of the Little J" are growling a bit...It's going to be ok. They have got your attention but haven't drawn any blood.
I have a friend that has always had a work schedule where he was able to fish in the middle of the week. He would tell me about all these "secret spots" and I would head on over the following weekend to find a couple hundred guys standing there in his "secret spot"! Good rivers are unable to hide from us and sooner-or-later someone's going to be standing in your "honey-hole".
Just this past weekend I fished a local small-mouth river that I have haunted since 1991...I use to be alone over there for years and fishing dries during what I was certain were secret hatches that only I was hip to. Several years back a guy writes a book and now there's even a blog and a fishing club dedicated to this stream.
I'm sitting in a little parking area, which is a couple years new, and a young fly fisherman approached me to say hello. He then proceeded to give me the "low-down" on the stream..."Are you on the blog?"..."No"..."You should really check it out!" I just smiled and asked him if he was heading up or downstream...
Where I ended up I was all alone and once the White Flies and a few Iso's started to trickle off I was doing just fine thank you! I decided to call the spot Spencer's Pool...Well it was that night anyway...
If we all just chill a moment and re-read the etiquette sections of all the angling books we have ever read and not just skip this but take it to heart it will all work out. We are just going to have to learn how to put up with each other whether we use new technology or old...The population of the planet isn't contracting any time soon.
This is coming from a guy who once was so territorial someone within eye sight would mess with my fishing experience...Even if he was way way upstream...A good friend of mine who is a guide finally reeled me in on this and was able to make me see myself in the mirror and realize how out-of-line I had become...He did it with humor and I've always been able to laugh a bit at myself...and I'm a happier angler for it.
Part of his lesson was this...Perfect your casting. This was number 1. Learn everything you possibly can about the hatches on your home water...Preferably from onstream experience. Your own experience. Maybe keep a log...Wander away from access sites. With your flies tie things to cover what you know and for each stage of it's life...Basically the better you become as an angler the less it matters who may be on the stream with you...You will out fish them anyway.
One night years back I had fished above a popular access site. It was the Friday evening before Memorial Day...I had parked at a bridge that was way downstream, walked up the road a mile to the access site and headed upstream, knowing I'd get down to the bridge eventually.
As it was getting dark I had rounded the bend there at this access site and found two guys standing there...I nosed behind them and noticed one of them had a creel...I reminded him he was still in the no-kill stretch and moved down...I got down a ways and saw in the dark two more anglers below me looking like they were going to walk down to the bridge as well. Next to me was a small island and sitting at the dock of his cottage was another guy in an Au Sable river boat looking like he was waiting for the two below us to get down a ways before he shoved off...
I was pinned in! What to do? Nothing to do but fish and I took a 16" Brown on a size 18 dorothea spinner pattern and he put a nice bend in my rod...The old Hardy squalked! When I got him to hand I held him up in the air a moment, when I realized all these guys were now watching me, and I shouted in the dark..."Hey guys! You missed one!" :)
So I for one don't want you running off mad Matt...I know there's a good chance I myself may never see the Little J and maybe this coming from another state don't much matter, but after we all just take a deep breath we will realize no ones hurt here and we are all still here and so's the river...
This Little J must be a nice place and well loved...Nothing wrong with that, eh!