Nothing like being so excited that you can't sleep and you can't wait to get fishing. I was exhausted from work yesterday and went to bed at 7pm. I had the alarm set for 4 am planning on hitting a north Jersey brackish river to see if I could find the bait and maybe some snooping bass.
It was 118 am when I snuck downstairs trying to avoid waking up Theresa and the beasts. It was early, but, the tide would be mid-ebb and hopefully moving. The whole idea of going, even just for an early fall scout, worked because my clinical rotation this fall is at a nursing home in Orange.
Driving and listening to fly fishing podcasts really makes the time go quicker than it should. I'll be talking more about some of the podcasts I have discovered in the near future. My arrival time of 345 am was way earlier than I hoped for but it was what it was. To my surprise when I rolled up there was the biggest skunk I have ever seen on the brush line. It looked more like a wolverine than a skunk, and it was a skunk because I got close enough to it to catch a whiff.
This is the kind of spot where you'll know in the first 10 minutes if there's bait and fish around. I have taken the long walk before and as soon as I pull up there have been swirls or bait flying out of the water. Luckily today I had my waders on and up because the vegetation was more than I had ever