~~GIVE~~
i am very diligent about taking as much trash as i can from our mighty and majestic shores,,,,,,,,,,,,,just one of those thangs that the Choctaw in me cannot overlook. hey, i pick up trash everywhere and have never understood the SLOBS who are too schtinking LAZY to pick-up after themselves. you could say that it is a labor of Love, as i am still head-over-heels-CRAZY in LOVE with our beautiful New England.
i released ALL but three of my keepers this year, and MoSaxxy
knows how many of her big gurls spanked me like a school girl this year. does anyone know/care to relate the numbers of LAHHHGE they LOST before they became regular COWtakers?? i am speaking of 45#'s and up, since i seemed to have turned the corner on the mid to upper 30's, hallelujah!!!
and i wholeheartedly concurr with many others about leaving the schoolies ALONE ~~for my goal is the bigger beasts of the species. i also give the wintering residents the time OFF and me Mojo/gear/body a break during the offseason. for me, that is time better spent edjumicating myself on the finer points of our recreation and taking in the killer fishing Show/Expos,,,,,,,,which can be a give as well, especially at the Big Three ~The Edge's, RISAA's, and MSBA's~ Events!!
my nephews gotts it baaaaad, but are in landlocked PA.
i try to get them up here once a year during the time when
the NShore/Rhody gets HOT!! the looks on their faces and the joy they exude
from landing stripers turns itself into a TAKE,
definitely.
~~TAKE~~
took a thirty this year, not by choice (not me first). it was tongue hooked sumthin fierce and
after too many minutes and even more in the water trying to revive her, when she went belly-up she became a belly-filler for my and several families in the building where we live.
killed prolly 30 eeeeels, but now i have the choicest of snakes
for riggies and skinplugs that will NO DOUBT be beneficial next year.
med to lge for the most part, and i know just the blow to throw the ROPES into, me bruddahs!!
ALL the Striper Dawns i was blessed to partake of; laughs, lessons, losses, lumps, and locations better learned and NOT taken for granted; the solace of each and every moonlit haunt that maintains my sanity; communing with God, surf, and feesh that calms the carnality within and satifies the HUNGER for the hunt, the thrill of the FIGHT, and the progression of what will some night be the TROPHY of my dreams,,,,,,,,,,,,,
~~~as a sidebar~~~
although it was only my second year to fish the Striper Cup,
or any major Tourney, it was a BLAST!!! i loved the added
motivation of schwag, the Team aspect and watching the Totes Board, and
the two final days of The Cup this year were my best nights
on the water 
i fish first for me and am self-motivated to displace Mr McReynolds.
that being said, it was great FUN and the spriit of competition that is promoted and delivered by the Chase for The Cup ~along the
entire Striper Coast~ sort of feeds the athlete and competitor in me that is ALWAYS on!!! i like to think that it is more of a blessing than a curse, and it definitely goes with the Ironworking Territory in which i LIVE, that puts bread on my table and my lines in the surf
The old BB would have needed a dozen to accomplish the same thing....
Hybrid Mode
