Fred and I were scheduled for Wednesday the 12th, but a big slug of dirty water came down from the hills and fukkered that up. Then he beached it with the kids and Gkids and I got busy.
Were we too late???
It was pronounced a go on Saturday, and I drove down to the hotel after work on Sunday. 5:30 put in and ITUF was backing the bote in when I arrived on time. Well, the water was still up and slightly stained. And the weather had gone from 60's w/AM showers, to off and on rain, cloudy, windy and low 50's.
We got anchored up, caught a few fish, got rained on and a rainbow came out.
Then the weather got really shitty.
Urban fishing at it's best. Eagles, Ospreys, Cormorants, Ducks, Geese and more entertained us.
And I-95 traffic for the background music.
I had the wrong mode on for a lot of pics. I suk.
It got windy, we got wet. No rain pants for either of us. We suk.
We did not have enough layers. We got cold. We suk.
The catching was never bang bang, but it died off appreciably. So after we had an early lunch that we shared, then we motored down towards plan B.
A fellow Fred knew was Striper fishing in a kayak up near us before we left, and was getting skunked.
"The Stripers weren't in yet.", he said.
Well, on the way down, I commented about a river feature, and Fred said that was a money Striper spot. We turned up along side, cut the engine and he hooked up with a dandy on the first cast. 3-5 casts later we had 2 more to the bote.
We anchored up and did not have the right angle. Motored up a bit higher to the right and bang. I'm not sharing the technique, but Fred was wacking em and I caught one.
I'm gonna blame my soft old glass rod. :laugh:
"The Stripers aren't in yet."
We quit at 3PM.
45ish shad, 12-15 Stripers, a handful of white perch.
The heater in the truck felt real good.
Picked up a Banh Mi and Pho in town and was home by 6:30. :Dance
Thanks Fred.