I suppose the one I remember was also one that I didn't get. It was the night of the first MA Leg of the tourney here. A bunch of you guys went to Chatam Light, and I decided I wasn't up for the walk with my bad knees. I headed to Duxbury, hoping to get out to the ocean. Unfortunately, the Harbor Master's B***H woman was sitting on the other side of the bridge, and wouldn't let me park there. She said she was staying till 2 AM, so to kill some time until then, I went and parked on the bay side of the bridge and was throwing a needfish and teaser in the bay. After a while, two young kids came by and started throwing some stuff as well. I could tell they didn't much know what they were doing. They watched me bring in a couple short stripers, which, incidently, had christened a new outfit I had bought that spring. They kept casting and casting, not getting anything.
Once I saw that the guard had left the post, I decided to go over and give the ocean side a shot. As I was walking away, I stopped by one of the kids and told him to look where I had been standing. I told him that there was a underwater point that went out into the bay at that spot. I advised him that while the tide was still coming in, to cast to just north of the point, and when the tide started going out, to switch to the south side, that the fish hang on the down current side of the point, waiting for bait to flow over it. He told me :Gee thanks, mister."
A few minutes later, as I was driving over the bridge, I looked down and saw his rod bent over. He pulled in a small, 22"ish striper, but the thumbs up he gave me and the smile on his face made my night.
I proceded to get skunked over on the ocean side, but uit really didn't matter.
Then, of course, there was Charlie's fish, but I wasn't there, so...
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