Wow, that's a tough one. First would be May 24th at BALSTON IN MID=AFTERNOON. it was overcast and drizzly and the wind was southeast around 20knots. I was there with Stiffy and two other friends and we are catching the first fish of the year on the outer beach in Truro, all fish are 18 to 22 inches. I walk north past everyone and see a slew running hard south ( the tide was incoming) by the edge of the bowl by the High dune and no one is fishing it. I pop the brand new Tobimaru onto the corner of the bar and I see a large white flash and the new Loomis 8-1/2 footer goes hard over and the drag is screaming. Couple minutes later 24 pounds of bass is laying at my feet. No one else caught anything over twentyfour inches.
Second was the first weekend in July. Race point was barren. No fish and a white dodge pick-up with New York plates was pulled up right to the edge above me and a guy and his wife were sharing a bottle of vino by a small open fire. Just me fishing and them enjoying a warm night on the beach. An hour into plugging the last of the outgoing with no results suddenly his truck high beams come on as he is putting out the fire and packing up to go. Fifteen minutes go by and his lights got the whole point and rip lit up and I am burning up now. I keep casting anyway. I had an Eelpunt 6 inch long Olive over silver needle on. I made a cast out, saw it land in the water and started to S-L-O-W-L-Y retrieve it. All of a sudden the water explodes in front of me about fifty feet from shore. 20 minutes later I revived an exhausted 47 inch bass I would estimate that went 40 pounds or better. All under the high beams of that dodge pick-up ( they came down to watch me land it) I only had two other hits that night fishing till sunrise and didn't hook either of those.
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