move. After leaving the office I made my way through the city working my way to the spot I dreamed about the night before. Dead low was 0845 I I got down there around 10, only to realize as I started to dress I left my tip section home. So a quick home and back had me starting a tad later. It really didnt matter as this was a early shake-off-the-cobwebs trip.
which helps with the backcast. It was also nice to see the below spot free of Corona, Modela and Fireball bottles which litter the bulkhead. There's also usually a ton of hook and plug wrappers, aluminum foil from the local take out joints, and always a condom or two. I aways wondering who's thinking about getting laid when you are fishing?
Around noon I made the jump across the river and hoped the warming rocks and mud might tempt anything that was swimming in the deeper waters to come look around. I was throwing a bigger Hollow Fleye, nd thought I felt some taps, so I downsized and landed the above smallmouth bass. It wasnt what I looking for but it did feel good to catch something that swam.
If you're gonna go, no matter where you fish, go. Looks like it going to cool down for a few days after the weekend. This warm up will help get the striped bass on the move. I'm thinking my 30 pounder has already passed under the Commodore Barry Bridge.