Saturday, June 26, 2021
Monday, June 21, 2021
I put on my new Runcl waders and threw some poppers and a small Hollow Fleye without a tap. I tracked it in the water and its lack-of-life confirmed why a Closer is so effective, able too be jigged to attract a bite. So I'll be in Florida till Saturday and then back on the beach at O-dark-thirty early
Sunday morning. So far so good, I know one time, out with the new waders. Thinking about adding some felt and some studs to the bottoms for the rocks and groins. One thing, there's not much stability in the feet, not anything like my flat Herman Munster Simms waders which I like, and need to get repaired, or custom order a new pair. Well worth the $$$, but these may be a nice alternative for the summer as I'm not a wet wader like the other guys.
Sunday, June 20, 2021
Happy Father's Day to all the good men out there, including my own father, brother, and brother-in-laws. I was able to spend time with my kids yesterday, and this morning hit the beach while my family slept. I am glad I was able to get down to fish because tomorrow I'm driving down to Florida with Erin and my mom as she bought a place in Bradenton. I let Dave Choinard know I'd be in the area and he said something "about jumping some poon", so we'll see about that.
This morning was just fun. First cast, keeper fluke that grabbed a big Snake Fly. Second cast the above fish smashed the lead Howitzer popper. I wasn't going to leave fish to find fish but I wanted to go and stand on Ryan's Rock for a little while. Not that he every gives me any fish there, but just for a few minutes I can remember him and his ashes I spread into the ocean on Phillips Avenues. I visit this spot every Father's Day. That's his rock below, front and center.
As long the water held in that spot the fish are there patrolling, and hitting anything I threw at them. Black popper, check, black Snake Fly, check, small black Deciever, check, I even went to the Ugly Ass Fly to show them something different, and check. The fish weren't big, but they were good fly rod fish.
on 195. The continued searching for bass and fluke with the crab flies as we saw several small mole crabs on the beach. Its good to see the fluke start to show themselves in the mornings, as they are always an added bonus by-catch. My keeper this morning would have been tasty, but catching it just before 4 am and knowing I wouldn't be home until 9, had be thinking it best to get let it go to grow.
Saturday, June 19, 2021
Well I waited for the tide to come. It did, of course. But the fish didn't do what I had hoped for. I was all ready with a step stool to make casting ease and to also pick out cruising fish. I had one swirl on a popper, one slow follow on a small Deciever retrieve that just wouldn't commit to a bite, and after casting a 7 weight sinking line the line just kept going, somehow it parted. That lines been around for a while so that may be the reason. You can just make it out along the arrows in the below picture.
Friday, June 18, 2021
My goal, if today was to repeat itself, is to catch one on a cicada fly. A few years back, when Orvis was going big into carp fishing, they had a run on Brood X flies. I bought two, and never used them. Last night I went to a drug rep dinner and they were talking about all the cicada's around Princeton, we work and live in Pennington/Hopewell and haven't see one yet. If they do go, anywhere near the river across the street I am sure whatever is swimming will get on them, including the striped bass.
but wouldn't commit, or the flies didn't fit in their mouths. While walking the beach I landed two before the sun came up and was joined by Leif who made it down earlier than he is used to.
Conditions were perfect, W-SW wind, outgoing tide, no swell you couldn't time and deal with. The action picked up and the fish started to eat at least for a little bit. It was one of those mornings when you could say, at one point, that it had shut down. I switched up the tailing Snake Fly with a small black Deciever, skinny one, and landed a four more before the door shut.
On the way home as I was passing through Trenton I decided to swing around and make some casts figuring the smallmouth bite maybe had started. To my surprise I landed the above bass, and then found something, well unreal. I pulled out my phone to videotape it but my phone was dead after a long night. I landed three more bass, one to 27 inches, a beauty, silver and black with the sharpest spines I've felt in a long time.