Yea… I’m just about as exhausted and sleep deprived as any human being can get… I’ve been fishing for several days straight… That alarm goes off each morning at 4:00AM and immediately I begin the caffeine loading. I pick up a few bagels and another grande coffee at the 24-hour Beach Bagel in Long Beach while the summering college kids stumble around the place with party glazed eyes. The boat gets fueled and loaded, hands are shook, and I’m screaming across a slick surface at 5:00AM as the sun rises behind me. I’m usually off the water by 11:00AM, or later if the fish cooperate. I wash the boat down and hump it into the city via the Long Island Rail Road while struggling to catch up on work while riding the train (thank god for laptops)… I reload on the caffeine and read grant requests until 7:00 or 8:00PM, sometimes later depending on the
workload, and then I get back on the train and on my way home to the chores associated with everyday life. I crack open a beer somewhere around 9:30PM, shove some food down, and then fall asleep on the couch while trying to read the newspaper, subsequently drooling on myself while the cat attacks the draw string on my pajamas… Then my wife wakes me sometime around 11:00PM and tells me I need to drag my sorry butt upstairs or I won’t get up the next morning… In what seems like 5-minutes since I lay my head on the pillow, the alarm clock starts screaming again at 4:00AM, and back to the water I go…
Yea… It’s hardcore… Am I complaining? No way man… For most of the week, especially during mid-April until early July, then again from September to December this is my life. Is it easy… No… Is it rewarding… Absolutely, positively… I’m out on the water a lot and see a lot of cool things. What’s so amazing about it is every day is different. While some are similar, no two are the
same. You really never know what to expect when you get on the boat that morning. Sometimes it can be disappointing and it is frustrating running around sometimes 40 or 50-miles just to find dead water. It’s frustrating when the fish just leave a certain area for no apparent reason. But, like an un-forecasted fall swell, out of the blue (all pun intended) a body of hungry fish show up out of no-where. These are the days where you thank whatever power you believe in that you’re alive and in a position to witness these sometimes awesome phenomena. Blitzes of biblical proportions sometimes unfold right before your eyes, a whale surfaces right beside your boat, a 300-pound bluefin tuna comes completely out of the water so close to you, you could touch it with a push-pole, a mako shark rips your bluefish from your line. It’s all really cool stuff to me and worth the lack of a normal life during these months.
Any hey, I kind of like the feeling of being completely and utterly exhausted. Sleep deprivation give me a nice buzz. In fact, I’m feel a little loopy right now... Or maybe it’s just what my wife likes to call “fish happy.” It’s that feeling you get after a good day on the water – exhaustion, satisfaction and the feeling like you did something good and lived your life like it’s supposed to be lived. That’s really what this life all about… At least I think so… But hey, I haven’t slept much lately so take it with a grain of salt.
Well… I was pretty fish happy this week. So let’s get on to the reports so you can find out why.
The folks in lower New Jersey continue to see aggressive bass on the flats behind Atlantic and Ocean City. Farther north, huge
bodies of bunker are attracting some humongous stripers. The guys flyfishing them before the sun comes up have been scoring with some real hogs. And the live-liners? Forgetaboutit… Northern New Jersey saw these menhaden schools this week as well and experienced the same kind of action. The New York Bight had an influx of all kinds of bait and the fishing was sick!!! There were bass blitzes this week that were comparable to the ones that happen every September in Montauk… Butterfish, large squid, spearing, sandeels and what looked like large gulf shrimp were abound. Speaking of those shrimp, if anyone was able to identify them, I’d love to know what they were. Judging by the amount of boats out there, I suspect the action in this area won’t last long. The sand flats around the Bight were fishing well also, but again, boat traffic was a problem. The South Shore of Western Long Island saw some good flats fishing this week and the North Shore has been producing an obscene amount of schoolies in skinny water with the stray fish over 30-inches mixed in. Out East the sight fishing has been excellent and the South Side continues to produce fish in deeper water in the 40-inch range.
Believe it or not, more good weather this weekend! Get out there and fish!