If Saturday nite was snotty, then Sunday nite's description involves unpostable expletives. Between the two of us, RRC and I caught 5 stripers within the first half hour of our 6-hour fishing trip. And that's it. It was pretty raw out, with way too much wind to feel anything in the water...or to feel your hands, for that matter. There's a point where it just becomes silly to fish in certain weather...I think we found that point. I'm just glad it wasn't raining.
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