Photo essay: Crazy Al & Friends Visit RI
Day 3 - The early morning hours
After rolling around in 6’ seas, with 20 to 25knt winds, the boys returned to my place with a cooler full of fluke, sea bass and scup. Only one bass jumped on the fresh bunker offerings and I believe it was Oznavad that managed to avoid the bass-skunking. After power-sleeping for only 4 hours, everyone was out the door and heading for Jamestown again.
I met up with the gang just prior to sunrise.
The night fishing had been very slow, but everyone was awaiting the dawn with great expectations. Beavertail had given up lots of BIG albies from shore and a number of nice bass…including one of 32 pounds on a flyrod!
Kadir changing his rig before first light:
The seas were sloppy with lots of backwash and white water.
As the sunlight bounced off the heavy cloud cover, it gave the water an incredible red hue.
The fishing was slow with less than a dozen small striper between Oz, Kadir and Crazy Al
We made the journey over to Newport and scoured Ocean Drive looking for signs of fish.
There were few working birds and nobody seemed to be catching anything. We pulled up at Lands End where Crazy Al started flipping over rocks for tautog bait…we knew he was looking for lunch…that boy will eat ANYTHING!
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