Tuna
08-29-2001, 02:30 PM
While waiting for my first albie of 2001 (and while still at work so I'm not gonna get one today), thought I'd throw out some more early (though not as early as Howie) albie and other stories.
My pop took a bunch of video of our first fall at Montauk which, over this winter, friend Bob and I did a lot of editing on to pass the time. Here are some highlights that even if I did forget them, the video would remind me of...
"Sometimes the bass feeds are so thick, you can walk on the backs of the bass... the bass will bump the side of your boat."
It was striped bass, not albies, that brought us out to Montauk. We never for a minute believed the quote above, but my pop had heard from some reliable sources it got real good.
First scene in the video: anchored outside of surfcasters casting range in Turtle Cove. Me casting to breaking fish. Yelling about blues and albies. Funny thing is, we didn't know what a good bass feed looked like in those days, never having seen a real thick one. But on the video, its obvious the bass are at the feet of the surfcasters, with the blues and albies just outside them in my casting distance. So many bass feeding so thick you could walk on their backs. Gently washing ashore with waves, and rolling back to the water. We didn't know, all we saw was a feed, and could see blues and albies near us. Duh.
Another scene: "What's that fish?" Dark, windy day, me hooked up with an albie. Trolling boats going back and forth to see what I have. Probably thought I had a big bass. Albie was a bit more persnickity than average. Kept attaching itself to that imaginary object 10 feet below the boat. Same trollers keep coming back to see result. I finally see fish - albie hooked in its back (oh-oh). Finally get the leader as two of the trollers come close to view the fish. Leader breaks before the fish comes out of the water. Poor trollers wasted all that time. Should have told them it was a giant bass.
Pop with a 12 pounder: in general area "under the radar". Pods of albies surfacing. Pop puts out a good cast. Great run. Several words of wisdom (his). Pop lands it, nice sized, great scene of him holding the albie with the cliffs behind him.
Final: the "big feed". Sometimes the albie feeds at Montauk are killer. Lots of fish in small area, ripping water like crazy. The one on the video is a "top 10" feed. Lines and lines of albies pushing the surface in one direction, then the next. Pop saying "Son, you've already gotten 7 today, ain't that enough" as I cast to the edge. In the video, you can actually see an albie side swipe my fly while my pop asked if I got one and that he doubt it came out on the video.
There are a bunch of other scenes (my brother Jim with his first albie, some more of my pop, my friend Bob with his first on spinning [I still haven't gotten Bob on video while he has an albie on the fly - maybe this fall].
I plan to video more feeds this fall, in between yelling, screaming and catching a few. Watching albie feeds on video is a good fix for when you can't see them directly.
My pop took a bunch of video of our first fall at Montauk which, over this winter, friend Bob and I did a lot of editing on to pass the time. Here are some highlights that even if I did forget them, the video would remind me of...
"Sometimes the bass feeds are so thick, you can walk on the backs of the bass... the bass will bump the side of your boat."
It was striped bass, not albies, that brought us out to Montauk. We never for a minute believed the quote above, but my pop had heard from some reliable sources it got real good.
First scene in the video: anchored outside of surfcasters casting range in Turtle Cove. Me casting to breaking fish. Yelling about blues and albies. Funny thing is, we didn't know what a good bass feed looked like in those days, never having seen a real thick one. But on the video, its obvious the bass are at the feet of the surfcasters, with the blues and albies just outside them in my casting distance. So many bass feeding so thick you could walk on their backs. Gently washing ashore with waves, and rolling back to the water. We didn't know, all we saw was a feed, and could see blues and albies near us. Duh.
Another scene: "What's that fish?" Dark, windy day, me hooked up with an albie. Trolling boats going back and forth to see what I have. Probably thought I had a big bass. Albie was a bit more persnickity than average. Kept attaching itself to that imaginary object 10 feet below the boat. Same trollers keep coming back to see result. I finally see fish - albie hooked in its back (oh-oh). Finally get the leader as two of the trollers come close to view the fish. Leader breaks before the fish comes out of the water. Poor trollers wasted all that time. Should have told them it was a giant bass.
Pop with a 12 pounder: in general area "under the radar". Pods of albies surfacing. Pop puts out a good cast. Great run. Several words of wisdom (his). Pop lands it, nice sized, great scene of him holding the albie with the cliffs behind him.
Final: the "big feed". Sometimes the albie feeds at Montauk are killer. Lots of fish in small area, ripping water like crazy. The one on the video is a "top 10" feed. Lines and lines of albies pushing the surface in one direction, then the next. Pop saying "Son, you've already gotten 7 today, ain't that enough" as I cast to the edge. In the video, you can actually see an albie side swipe my fly while my pop asked if I got one and that he doubt it came out on the video.
There are a bunch of other scenes (my brother Jim with his first albie, some more of my pop, my friend Bob with his first on spinning [I still haven't gotten Bob on video while he has an albie on the fly - maybe this fall].
I plan to video more feeds this fall, in between yelling, screaming and catching a few. Watching albie feeds on video is a good fix for when you can't see them directly.