SamRiley
10-14-2003, 10:14 AM
Plan was to hit what has become one of my favorite spots with Shaun and Ray last Saturday at 6am. Since Shaun had partied a little to hardy the night before it would just be Ray and I... boy would Ruge regret it :D
Ray and I paddled out into the patchy fog and through a condensed rip with 3-4' standing waves. We took a few casts into the rip and along the shore but without a bump we continued on and began working the shoreline. As Ray plugged away, I drifted back through the rip line and on a blind cast with a Shad body, pulled out a fat schoolie. Between the deep water, strong current and the shoulders on this little fish, the fight took a surprisingly long time considering I was on 20lb gear. By the time I released him, it was apparent the more fish and much larger fish had set up camp in the middle of the rip. Only saw a few bait sprays (Peanuts) but the surface pops told the story. Second cast in and I'm on again, this time with a 30"er that would be turned into chowder. During the fight I was calling to Ray and blowing my whistle but he couldn't hear my over the chop. Once landed I paddled on over to tell him the news and for the next two hours we were into fish after fish. We pulled keepers to 35" before switching to the fly but by then the larger fish had moved through. A 1/O white Deceiver on a fast sink line got repeated hookups but I was clearly outgunned with my 8wt. The rod was bent over like a noodle and I had a tough time pulling the schoolies up that had sounded. As the water settled down so did the fishing so we headed out further and made the required donations to the resident Bluefish.
Ray and I paddled out into the patchy fog and through a condensed rip with 3-4' standing waves. We took a few casts into the rip and along the shore but without a bump we continued on and began working the shoreline. As Ray plugged away, I drifted back through the rip line and on a blind cast with a Shad body, pulled out a fat schoolie. Between the deep water, strong current and the shoulders on this little fish, the fight took a surprisingly long time considering I was on 20lb gear. By the time I released him, it was apparent the more fish and much larger fish had set up camp in the middle of the rip. Only saw a few bait sprays (Peanuts) but the surface pops told the story. Second cast in and I'm on again, this time with a 30"er that would be turned into chowder. During the fight I was calling to Ray and blowing my whistle but he couldn't hear my over the chop. Once landed I paddled on over to tell him the news and for the next two hours we were into fish after fish. We pulled keepers to 35" before switching to the fly but by then the larger fish had moved through. A 1/O white Deceiver on a fast sink line got repeated hookups but I was clearly outgunned with my 8wt. The rod was bent over like a noodle and I had a tough time pulling the schoolies up that had sounded. As the water settled down so did the fishing so we headed out further and made the required donations to the resident Bluefish.