After this mornings trip I had the pleasure of taking our granddaughter Avery and her buddy Aubrey out for a chance at a striper. They had never caught one so the pressure was on. The place that held fish earlier was empty so we went for plan B. With a strong outgoing tide the rips were a bit dicey. Avery had a hit and with a little help from dad she landed a nice bluefish. It was good but not a striper. A few minutes later she struck again and landed her first striper. Aubrey tried valiantly but was unsuccessful this time. By this time the rip was too big to stay safe so we called it a day.

Today John brought his dad Ralph and friend Steve out for the elusive striped bass. We left the dock on the early side to find no wind or fog. Our first stop proved to be a good one. All three guys could throw a fly and it took Ralph three casts to put one in the boat. Not to shabby for 83 years young. They set up a rotation and they managed a handful of bass apiece. We lost the tide and moved in a bit and landed a few bluefish just because we could. Lots of fun today.

I picked up Jim and his son Teagan at Watch Hill at the crack of 2:00PM and headed out to our first spot. We didn’t get real far when we came across a few bass chasing silversides. It took Jim three casts to put one in the boat. After another fish we headed out to the good spot. Well that one and the next two were devoid of anything that swims. I had a feeling about another area that had been producing on the other tide. We arrived there to find bass scattered for a hundred yards. They were from the smart school and were a bit on the picky side. We tried a few different offerings and the guys managed a handful apiece including one double on flies and spin gear. A good way to spend an afternoon.

We took our first serious trip this morning. We waited for the tide to start before heading out. There was no breeze and a bit of haze and fog. We didn’t make it to the planned first stop before coming across several large schools of bass. We played for a while before returning to plan A. The next stop also found scattered fish a bit larger than the earlier ones. After an hour or so we moved off again to check our final spot. We found more fish bunched up in a couple areas. These guys were in the eight to twelve pound range. The tide slowed and we decided to call it a morning. On the way in we came across the still breaking fish from earlier so we were forced to stop. More bass on fly and spin gear. This time there were bluefish in the mix. The surprise was one that I landed that went about eight pounds. After that one and a few more bass we called it a great day. If you are thinking about a trip it doesn’t get any better than this.