Too Early to Reflect???
 

..on the year with your favorite pics????

.......I dont think so!!

Early morning fog.

One of my biggest

sun rise off the e-isands

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:hidin: Gay head :eek:

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my ( Jr Link ) biggest of the year


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dad with a nice blue:smash:
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weird i dont have any pics of my dad with his bass? i dont no where they went oh well we had a great season As I am typing this we are putting the boat to sleep for the winter:(


Jr Link

Block island... standing at north rip

First fish of the season

Matunuck sunset

How ya like this roast beef sandwhich?

:smash:

Election 2004 fish

Maine Sunrise

Pre Dawn Patrol .... Lavallette NJ

Little later....

Dusk Patrol .... Looks close to yours Jenn

Yelloweye

Nice!Great pics!

Bassmaster what IS that????


Sometimes I think I like the pics without fish better....I can remember exactly how I felt that nite on the beach when I took the picture (yet cant remember what I had for lunch today:rolleyes: )

Bassmaster what IS that????


I believe it is frozen drift wood?

not fishing, but a nice pic

sunrise on the striper coast
 

sunrise on the striper coast 11/18/04

The Vineyard
 

2004 Oak Bluffs Monster Shark Tourney at Dawn...

dawn off cape ann

Sunrise/Sunset
 

Sunrise at East Beach on the Vineyard...

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Sunset in Quick's Hole...

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panorama

How about reflecting w-a-y-y-y back, say 1955? Leo Perry, contemporary of Woolner, Gibbs, DiPietro and Arnold Laine at the Canal (Railroad Bridge Parking lot, Cape side, with one tides haul of Bass on one of his home made swimming plugs. ( I have one of the same model and color)

'Scuse me that pic is from '48 not 53'.

Not 55' either. ( I got way to many old pics)

Your Dad?
 

You were born in 54 correct? Your Dad Steve?

Great photo!

this is from nevis, west indies. taken this february. st. kitts is in front of us. no beach fishing to be had, but we got a lot of skipjacks earlier in the day off of a 31' bertram.

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[QUOTE]Originally posted by doyle007
[B]this is from nevis, west indies. taken this february. st. kitts is in front of us. no beach fishing to be had, but we got a lot of skipjacks earlier in the day off of a 31' bertram.

Doyle I went to St. Kitts and visited Nevis on my honeymoon 5 years ago what a beautiful place. Not built up at all like a lot of vacation spots.

[QUOTE]Originally posted by Flaptail


I want to be in the Worcester Connection. Wish I grew up then having lived in Worcester all my life, not to many of my friends are dedicated. I would have loved to have been the boy who just sat and listened to the old timers talk fish.

Excellent picture!

The little boy, who has always been most gratefull for the experience to have had the chance to sit and listen to these legends, will be fifty next October 7th. You are young, I envy that beleive me but on the other hand I had the chance to experience the end of an era.
You will never know what it was like to be able to land on Monomoy and walk the wild edge of the surf casting to schools of monster bass taht once rolled in the first wave, now with the regulations and the seals that is gone. To watch your father line up with the other fisherman at the Herring Run on the canal and everyone waited until the guy at the mouth of the pipe got his herring and hooked it on, cast it out and proceeded to walk it with the tide east to the old restroom building, one after the other they followed in an orderly procession. No baskets, no trash, no tempers, when someoine hooked up the others closest would automatically reel in to give the guy fighting space and would watch and admire as he fought it.
To run the beach from Eastham to P-town uninterupted except for washouts and fish every inch possible. I am glad I was born when I was born and where I was born, actually I wish I had been born a little earlier, but with what I and a few others were able to experience comes a hidden sadness that it will never be like that again.
I sometimes feel like a survivor of a shipwreck when I am alone on the beach at night. Everyone that I started with fishing the beach except for my close friend Dave LaPorte, is gone. Most are dead and some just lost interest. I find the drive in me is still very strong and I must continue even if all by myself. It's a demon I cannot fight. It controls my existence. I know though that the spirits of men who went before me, who had the same compulsion, fought the same losing battle with that demon, walk with me each lonely night, measuring me, sizing me up for the time when I will walk with them, watching silently as others come to the edge of the sea.

Flap, no wonder they pay you to write.

Now, a picture, that's worth a thousand words... at least to me :D

Karl, that picture looks just like southern NJ, except for the fact that the beach in your picture has contour, points, and deep water nearby.:laughs:

Hey flap all ears. My grandfather died when I was young. He was around long enough to pass on his love of fishing to myself. I have all his old lures and jigs. I remember watching him fillet his catch everytime he would come home. I remember the smells, especially the smell of wet newspaper when he would wrap the heads and tails and throw them in the garden. I did not get to experience these trips with him. I wish I did. My father does not fish, so I have all this passion for the sport and have to learn it myself. Not a bad thing, I enjoy it.

Maybee that is why I enjoy this site so much it brings back good memories and helps steer me in the right directions.

Karl. I know exactly where that is. I can see the sea clams in the wash in the night, two there, three there, a bunch there. Chowdah material and bass food. :D

My first sailfish