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A few guys were headed to St Inigoes today for a morning of hard fishing. I wasn’t in the mood to fish hard so headed to Breton Bay figuring I’d hit a couple spots, do some jigging (without a fish finder this is a challenge) and finish up casting for perch, hoping for 2 to 2 1/2 hours of fishing.
Launched a little after 6 and got a 17” striper really quick on a point. Turned out to be one of only three I caught. I stopped at a hump I know the location of and dropped a stingsilver like lure to the bottom. Got a couple small perch and then this surprise hit.
I thought to myself, what is a weakfish doing up here? After a few minutes with no bites I started trolling when I hooked a screamer. Here was another surprise.
I hadn’t brought a cooler and was not intending to keep anything today so released the Spanish (that was a moral dilemma between my stomach and brain). I farted around for a while jigging and a lazy troll and got another 17” striper and decided to try for perch. Put 3” chartreuse Gulp on my light rod. Hadn’t gone more than 100’ trolling towards the perch area when I got slammed hard. Pulled yet another surprise, perhaps not as much as the weakfish or Spanish, into the boat. A 19 1/2 slobber knocker of a speck.
Unfortunately this fish was bleeding, it inhaled that tiny bait, and my revival attempts were clearly not working, so I’m having trout for lunch. With no stringer or cooler I called it quits right after this, and right at 2 1/2 hour mark.
Perhaps I need to always set my expectations low and just kind of putz around on all my trips. You can blow me over with a feather I’m so surprised by today.
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Launched a little after 6 and got a 17” striper really quick on a point. Turned out to be one of only three I caught. I stopped at a hump I know the location of and dropped a stingsilver like lure to the bottom. Got a couple small perch and then this surprise hit.
I thought to myself, what is a weakfish doing up here? After a few minutes with no bites I started trolling when I hooked a screamer. Here was another surprise.
I hadn’t brought a cooler and was not intending to keep anything today so released the Spanish (that was a moral dilemma between my stomach and brain). I farted around for a while jigging and a lazy troll and got another 17” striper and decided to try for perch. Put 3” chartreuse Gulp on my light rod. Hadn’t gone more than 100’ trolling towards the perch area when I got slammed hard. Pulled yet another surprise, perhaps not as much as the weakfish or Spanish, into the boat. A 19 1/2 slobber knocker of a speck.
Unfortunately this fish was bleeding, it inhaled that tiny bait, and my revival attempts were clearly not working, so I’m having trout for lunch. With no stringer or cooler I called it quits right after this, and right at 2 1/2 hour mark.
Perhaps I need to always set my expectations low and just kind of putz around on all my trips. You can blow me over with a feather I’m so surprised by today.
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