Thursday is likely my last day on the water for 2008. Unless I can somehow find time to get out during the herring run or it gets really cold in December and I can hit the outflow at the Stacks. I was supposed to be on the water today but for the stupid jerkbag clipper system gale warnings.
It’s been a strange fall for Northeast salt and if the pattern continues next year, I’m moving to Montauk.
Been doing this since November 2003. To celebrate, here’s a collection of photos from some of my favorite trips since then, in a pleasing slide show format.
Another factor worth considering is the fishing pressure. If you combine the recreational striper fishery, both in Maryland and Virginia (including the winter fishery at the Bay’s mouth) and along the Atlantic coast with the commercial effort, stripers never really get a break, unlike other game species, such as waterfowl and deer. Add these factors to declining spawning stock biomass (confirmed by the federal striped bass board) and YOY data and you have reasonable concerns.
The Hell’s Kitchen Fly Fishing and Scuba Tank Advisory has declared sight casting to snook crashing bait in docklights to be great. The Advisory has also declared discount flights to Florida and friends with boats who don’t make you split the gas to be better than good.
My buddy Mike took this photo back in 1993. I don’t know if it’s still there; I always forget to look when I’m the area. I could stand to cast a fly or two nearby.
From a 2006 trip in Miami, messed with in PS. (Small Craft Advisories are on the local agenda, so I’m trying to think about fishing, at least.) I believe I finally lost that particular eat-me fly this season; the victim of a poorly tied knot.