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Mark, John Rentch, Scott Taylor, YakDiesel (Dan), and I launched from Wye Landing shortly after 8:00 this morning. The water was flat calm, at low tide, and with many floating leaves. We all headed off in different directions to see where the fish were. Mark quickly found a keeper-sized fish -- we anticipated good catching after that. Sadly, that was the highlight of the morning. I headed to the Wye East River (the branch that runs along the south of the island). I trolled but was stymied by the leaf cover that required frequent lure cleaning. After searching for a few miles, I found splashes in a creek off the river. I trolled through there and caught a dozen 12" to 15" stripers.
I was hoping for something larger. I spotted birds swirling a mile away and pedaled there. I immediately got bites, but these fish were even smaller than the earlier batch. I caught a few 6"-8" fish out of that batch then left. That was it for me -- lots of small fish, and no big fish.
My most unusual catching experience today involved catching a 12" striper by having my line wrap around the corner of its jaw. It was never hooked, but as the wrap came tight, the fish slid down the line until it was stopped by the line/leader knot. I guess if I cannot catch big fish, at least I can catch them in unusual ways.
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The Wye was, as expected, a beautiful river. The old historic homes along the bank, majestic trees, and loads of eagles. Most of the eagles were immature without the iconic white head and tail. We saw a few mature eagles and hundreds of geese.
I was hoping for something larger. I spotted birds swirling a mile away and pedaled there. I immediately got bites, but these fish were even smaller than the earlier batch. I caught a few 6"-8" fish out of that batch then left. That was it for me -- lots of small fish, and no big fish.
My most unusual catching experience today involved catching a 12" striper by having my line wrap around the corner of its jaw. It was never hooked, but as the wrap came tight, the fish slid down the line until it was stopped by the line/leader knot. I guess if I cannot catch big fish, at least I can catch them in unusual ways.
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The Wye was, as expected, a beautiful river. The old historic homes along the bank, majestic trees, and loads of eagles. Most of the eagles were immature without the iconic white head and tail. We saw a few mature eagles and hundreds of geese.
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