my uncle bob teached me how to fish for bass and pickerel when i was 2yrsold at 5yrsold i caught a 11lb largemouth once when he could not get a bite. one day he asked me if i wanted to go striper fishing on a frends boat in boston harbor i could not wait to catch a striped bass 4am in the morning i caught my first striped bass near georges island on light tackle on a sluggo it was 28lbs i dont know who really got hooked me or the fish. my grandfather also got me started on surf fishing by teatching me all the old time surf lore like "eels dont work in the spring" "wind blows west fish bite the best,wind blows east fish bite the least,south wind blows bait in to the fishes mouth" he told me about the bass stands on cuttyhunk,model A ford beach buggys,when you could get onto nauset beach for free, you could walk on the backs of 50lbers on truro beaches, the amazing taste of fresh baked striper with butter and lemon on top only a couple hours old. my granpa means alot to me when i alone with him i feel like i am back in the 1940's when cornedbeef hash was considered a healthy breakfast.
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