Mike is also from Pennsylvania, so after a fair bit of ribbing about the sacrilege of fishing anything but sweet water, we made plans to meet up early in the morning later that week. My wife thought I had really lost my marbles when I told her that I was getting up at 3 am to go fishing. Mike was gracious enough to provide some flies and he thought I could get by with my 5/6 Spey rod.
|Mike's first fish|
Mike's son Dave was the first to hook up followed by Mike and before long I had my first striper on the fly. We had pretty steady action on schoolies until the tide turned.
We stopped for a bit and had some breakfast and checked out another location but the wind was blowing too hard directly into our faces so we re-grouped and headed back to our first location.
|Using the two hander|
Mike reached out to another friend who was fishing on the other side of the inlet from us. Phil said they were doing pretty well so we headed over and did really well on the incoming tide.
|My first linesider|
|My best fish of the day in the rain|
|Phil with the best fish of the day|
I had a blast! and learned a lot from those who were fishing with us. A special thanks to Mike and his friends for introducing me to Stripah fishing.