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Decided to take a solo trip to Jonas Green today. Wife and kids were spending the day with my Father-in-Law...he lives on Valentine Creek which is a tributary of the Severn. Once again I trolled the oyster bed that was showing me promise a few weeks ago. This time I really fine tuned the area and found some structure on the bed that resembled an EKG reading on the fish finder. Depths from 17ft to 9ft to 12ft to 5ft, all in the vicinity of 30 yards. It only makes sense that this was man made with bucket loads of oyster shells dumped randomly years ago.
I caught the last two hours of the incoming tide and managed 8 stripers, most were 17 15/16" but finally managed to keepers around 22". They must have some defense mechanism and stop growing before 18" because it was getting ridiculous! I trolled two rods with tandem bucktail roadrunners. I lost one the roadrunners on the top an oyster shell mound, but continued to use it as a single lure rig. Every fish was caught on the single and not the tandem setup trolled on the other side of the kayak. My guess is the single was running more shallow and really bumping the tops of the mounds and driving them crazy.
After my keepers I came closer to shore and finally landed some perch on a woodys spinner. Once I arrived at my father-in-laws, he took my son and I out on his Grady-White. Little man came home with the only keeper, it was great seeing him reel in the 18" beast....that's what its all about
I caught the last two hours of the incoming tide and managed 8 stripers, most were 17 15/16" but finally managed to keepers around 22". They must have some defense mechanism and stop growing before 18" because it was getting ridiculous! I trolled two rods with tandem bucktail roadrunners. I lost one the roadrunners on the top an oyster shell mound, but continued to use it as a single lure rig. Every fish was caught on the single and not the tandem setup trolled on the other side of the kayak. My guess is the single was running more shallow and really bumping the tops of the mounds and driving them crazy.
After my keepers I came closer to shore and finally landed some perch on a woodys spinner. Once I arrived at my father-in-laws, he took my son and I out on his Grady-White. Little man came home with the only keeper, it was great seeing him reel in the 18" beast....that's what its all about
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