CoffeeChris emailed this report to dispel rumors that the backside has been slow:
"I just had to send a little report because the alleged "slow action" on the Backside is a complete myth, perpetuated by tourist fisherman from Jersey and New York. No, we really love pulling into Ballston and seeing those out of state plates. My friend Sam, owner of Pamet Bait & Tackle in Truro weighed in a 53 lb fish caught by a well known local angler (sorry no names) and he kept that fish because he couldn't revive it but successfully released 9 others, all over 30 lbs. We fished Saturday and got into a slug of big Bass. We located those fish by sheer persistence. My advice to anyone fishing the Backside is to have a game plan. Mark structure using a GPS during the day, look for clues like drag marks(oops left a few of those Sat.) and be willing to move quickly. If you dont hook up within 15 minutes move to the next hole, then the next beach. During the fall run thousands of fish are moving South, when you do find them the action is red hot. Saturday we moved through five different beaches until we found them. Ironically the large hole by the parking lot was vacant, the one five
hundred yards down the beach was loaded. Fished this small hole with five other anglers. With constant action for 2hrs until the water dropped too much to keep them in close. The smallest fish I saw beached was in the low 30 lb class, the largest was in the low forties. I cant describe to you the feeling when every fish in a school is 30lbs +.Guys fishing with 17 # mono were getting popped off left and right,
absolutely insane. Evidently the Race has been hot the last 2 days as well so get out there!!"
wtownflyfisher posted:
"Went out sunday durring the blow, hooked in to one 36" right off about 3/4 south of the point, after that it was a slow progression downward. The rip was slow to build and it got nasty fast, tried heading for Nantucket and face 5-7' with a few 8-10' over the shoals. The bite was extremely slow.
Hit both spots again Tuesday, with little luck. No stripes just blue's. Going out again Thursday and friday, hopefully will have something worth the post."
AlanP filed a great report from P-Town:
"Got to Race Point at about 10am. Thought I missed all the action since a steady line of buggies with rods on top were heading out of Ptown.
"Not much was happening on the beach when I first drove out. Wind was howling too much to even considering going out in the kayak. Some birds were working outside but they looked more like they were looking for action too. I drove all the way down to Hatches Harbor and took a look around and just hung out for awhile. Saw one good size fish taken on sand eels, about 38". Not much else happening. Decided to head off the beach to get some work done. On the way off the birds started working the bar at the cut-off road to the lighthouse. Lots of splashes right in the wash. Put on "old reliable", the trusty Tsunami shad that never fails. I could not buy a hit. Proceeded to try everything I had in my tackle box and still no hits. Fish were busting everywhere. The bait was so thick the hooks were coming in fouled with bait. Not sure if they were baby herring, or silversides. I had a Kastmatser with a bucktail that was a little bigger than the bait, but the fish would not touch it. I cut the bucktail off and started hitting on every cast. All 10 to 15 pound Blues. These Blues were eating so much, that as the day wore on you could actually see their stomachs getting distorted. By the end of the day it looked like they swallowed a bowling ball.
"Headed back towards the parking lot stopping and fishing as I went. Picture it, the water black with bait, birds screaming and diving, fish busting the water, the beach littered with dying bait and people hooked up as far as the eye could see. The classic Bluefish blitz.
"I stopped at one spot away from everyone else. Not much bird action and not many fish busting. Then I saw them. Stripers. Big Stripers, chasing bait in the one foot shore break. Some of these Bass were chasing bait right up on the beach in six inches of water, almost getting stuck and then flapping back to make their escape. Not wanting to spook them I cast to them from my buggy. Twenty feet from the water. I managed one 40 incher to be released. One guy driving by saw me putting the fish back. He got out of his buggy started casting and landed one that was easily 10 inches longer. He weighed it at 41 pounds. The blues moved in and the stripers moved out.
"I decided to wrap it up and was on my way off the beach when I saw birds out farther than the rest of the action. Maybe 25 yards. These birds were not diving on anything but just hovering and looking down. Always a sign of fish. I put on "old reliable". I was just able to reach where I thought there were fish. I think I got two turns on my retrieve and I was on. It was not a hard sharp strike, but more like a slow steady pull. But it kept pulling harder and harder. It seemed like five minutes before I was able to gain any ground. The whole time I was reeling this beast in from outside, huge Bass were churning up bait in the water right at my feet. Big powerful fan tails and broad sides crashing through the bait. Bait so thick it looked like an oil spill. A sight I will never forget. Finally got the cow in. 43".
"That was it for the day. Totals for 6 hours of fishing were about 1,000 Blues, two Bass and one pissed off wife. Can’t wait until next weekend.
"PS: All the Bass I saw caught were well over 38". I didn't see any schoolies landed."
Jens writes in the same thread:
"I caught a ton of bluefish at Race Bar, but no bass. I actually quit fishing out of exhaustion, and I was sick of bluefish.
"I fished the race and the backside all week. It was very good. The coldfront that blew hard on thursday night, created a fantastic friday morning of fishing at the race. I saw more 20-30# fish landed on hopkins and other tins lures than I've ever seen. I caught a bunch too. Classic Fall fishing that makes me mourn being at work today."