Easy everybody easy....it's not what you think! I just thought it might be a good thread topic to simply see what everyone likes in particular about the type of fishing that they choose to do, be it throwing a line from a soft, sandy or even rocky piece of shoreline, or drifting and trolling from a floating piece of heaven!
Just describe your ideal fishing scenario just as if you could be there right now, on your best day or night, doing just what you love to do!
I will go first....
It is a beautiful October morning, just before sunrise! I have secured a favorite spot on the beach at Race Point and I have my trusty beach buggy, (my CJ-7) by my side. The nearest fisherman to me are spread about 50' apart on both sides of me as far as I can see.......I throw a Habs blurple 2 oz. needlefish into the curls of the incoming tide and wade in to my mid-calf. Suddenly, on my fourth or fifth cast, the water explodes as the needlefish hits the water and I am hooked into a good one.....I can hear fisherman on both sides of me uttering the magic words...."fish on" as their rods also double over and they begin to struggle with a striper of their own! The water is churned up with fish as they have pushed a school of baby bunker into the beach! My reel is screaming as the fish resists my best efforts to gain some line and bring it towards the beach! After a few minutes of give and take, I have the fish almost into the wash and suddenly it breaks the surface and I can see it is by far the biggest striper I have ever had at the end of my line, and just as the striper sees the beach, it splashes back into the surf and makes another run for freedom! I can only hope my knots are good ones and try to turn its head back into the beach! I can see the fisherman on either side of me as they slide what appear to be nice stripers in the mid 30 pound range onto the sand as I continue to hold onto my catch! After one more run of about 60 yards my striper seems to be tiring as I gain more and more line......I can now see the huge striper thrashing in the surf as I allow the waves to help me slide her up onto the beach. As the wave pushes the striper up as high as I think it can, I rush into the wash and clutch the beautiful striped bass by the gill plate and struggle to free her from the force of the backwash of the tide. Now high and dry on the beach, and with the days first rays of light stretching across the water, I can put a tape measure to the biggest striper I have ever landed. The tape says 51" and I am hopeful that the scale finds my striper at least 50 pounds. I drive off the beach to Nelsons and hoist it onto the scale hook and wait for the scale to stop spinning......."Darn"!!!! 48 pounds 15 ounces.....just my luck a little over a pound shy of the fifty mark! I am happy just the same because it is my first striped bass over 40 pounds so how can I possibly be disappointed with that????
Hey....I can dream can't I? Spring is coming soon and I will be ready when it does!
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