My moms grandparents lived in Pine Point Maine and there was a jety that ran parall with a salt water river. I can remeber stories from the old salts of how they used to catch a lot of striped bass but they were all but gone now. I used to use my fresh water ugly stick and a cast master to catch mackerel. I grew up in the Berkshires 80 miles from the ocean. I did a lot of fresh water fishing with my dad. I had a tackebox full of large mouth plugs and trout spinners. I remeber being on the rocks one afternoon when the blues came in. I tried casting everything I had at them but never hooked up. My grandfather used to fish those rocks, but I never saw him cath any stripers. He passed when I was young and not to much time later the house was sold.
I met my wife many years later and moved east. I got married and bought a house in Weymouth. One of my friends asked me to go fishing with him at the Hull gut one night. I didn't catch anything but i started to get the fishing bug after that. The rest is history. To be completly honest, I have learned more from all of you people at this great community then anybody else.
