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Summer Flounder

Wind kept us in the back!

Striped Bass

<div>Ran a fun trip in the back yesterday with Justin onboard for the ride. We poked around a favorite bridge to see if anything fun might be hanging around. As we cruised through we noticed a pigeon sitting on the cross beams of the ice breakers. Seemed to be an odd place, but, to each his own.</div><div>We cast around with a variety of lures, and soaked some baits. Little fish were the catch of the day for the outgoing tide. Sea bass and pinfish were destroying our baits. Tried for tog and sheeps, but no takers. While fishing we heard some awkward splashing. Then we saw the source. The pigeon we passed earlier had fallen into the water. At Justin's insistence we rescued the flopping, sputtering pigeon. He became our mascot for the day, hanging out on the bow watching us fish.</div><div>Once the tide turned and began flooding the little fish bite dropped off. We began drifting for flounder. Justing landed the first keeper of 18.5 inches. We missed or dropped quite a few other bites. We had schools of mullet swimming past us now and again. And up on the flats there were peanuts being harassed by snappers. There were quite a few big boils and splashes here and there too. It was quite the show.</div><div>When the bite slowed we made a move and drifted some deeper water. The wind made things interesting. Suffice to say, the motor was used quite a bit for positioning. We made a few drifts along a sod bank getting sporadic hits. On what was supposed to be our final drift I got hammered by a 20 inch flounder. So, it wasn't our final drift.</div><div>We tried another area, but the boat traffic and wind with the tide made the drift unfavorable. We made another move and worked over a normally productive area, but only got short flounder and pestered by little sea bass. While drifting along near so.e houses our pigeon feiend decided he had overstayed his welcome. He flew off to the nearby docks and never even said goodbye. Justin was crestfallen. He had hoped to take his featherwd feiend home to his beloved, as she so loves birds (kidding). So, with the wind continuing to increase, the bite dropping off, and our feathered mascot gone, we called it a day.</div><div>Had a great time, as always. Given the amount of bait showing in the back waters, the Fall bite should be solid. Looking forward to it.</div><div>Tight Lines!</div>

<div>spinning rods, variety of baits, various rigs, variety of plugs.</div>

Jersey Cape Hook, Line, and Heroes Article

<div>https://capemaycountyherald.com/article/giving-veterans-a-carefree-day-on-the-water/?fbclid=IwAR2LAjCJQo0QXKMOB1T7QmOBvELFSRi4qW8PwPcD_15LCKVAJY_NiwjmihY</div><div><br></div><div>this is the article written by Chris South for the Cape May County Herald, talking about what our fishing event is all about. If you'd like to learn about the Jersey Cape Hook, Line, and Heroes fishing event on August 8th, please open and read the link above.</div>

<div>Read all about our event thanks to Chris South and the Cape May County Herald!</div>

Jersey Cape Hook, Line, and Heroes

I want to inform everyone that I am running my second annual Jersey Cape Hook, Line, and Heroes Event. Last year I had 4 boats and I believe 16 Veterans out fishing. So far this year I have 32 boats signed up to participate and we will have over 100 Veterans out on the water fishing.
I have some fantastic helpers too. Howie Prickett has been invaluable, Paul Hewitt of American Warrior Outdoors has been solid, and so many others. Friends and businesses are coming out to support the event too. We have received several incredible donations, and hope to receive more. We are trying to fund the entire event; purchasing all bait and tackle, t-shirts and hats for our Veteran participants, and a food truck for the after party being held at Mooncussers. Special THANKS to Andy, Jerry, RRR Construction, J Byrne, Lower Twp Moose, and others for the generous donations.
We are currently running a 50-50 raffle that will be drawn on May 19th at Jim's Bait and Tackle in Cape May at the Drum Tourney weigh ins. Tickets are $5 each and all proceeds will be split between the event and the winning ticket holder. 
On March 9th, Surrans Nursery in Corbin City will be holding a Chili Contest. I am entering a batch. All donations for the event will be given, extremely generously by Surran's, to the Jersey Cape Hook, Line, and Heroes event.
On June 7th, from 5 to 8pm, we will be holding a fund raising Barbeque at the Petrella-Repici-Caprioni-Champion VFW Post 6257 located at 556 Woodbine Ave, Woodbine, NJ 08270. Tickets for the event are $15 at the door. There will also be a Chinese Basket Auction with lots of good stuff. Live band and good food. Please come out and support a great cause!
And finally, the actual fishing event will be held on August 8th from 8am to 2pm. And then the after party from 4pm until? We are in the process of setting up a rain date in case the 8th doesn't work out.
So, that's it. This is the big event. I am hoping to make this an annual event. Please consider helping us out in any way you can. All donations are greatly appreciated. An thoughts or suggestions too. Help us to give back to those who have given so very much already.
Thank you all!


Every now and again everything comes together just the way you hoped. Today was one of those days. Jesse and I ran out into the ocean in hopes of finding a striped bass, and if not, some tog. We came out of the inlet and found a small fleet of boats aimlessly circling, dragging Mojo's or spoons, or whatever. We cruised past and kept an eyeball on them for signs of fish. Not a single bent rod. So, we pressed on.
Around this time my phone began to buzz. I received texts from my friends Justin and George. Both were telling me there were some stripers being caught further South. So, we headed South. We looked for signs of life along the way; a splash, boil, birds, whales, anything. There were sea ducks everywhere. Hundreds of them. They'd erupt from the water splashing as they took flight. Every flock caught our eye. Then we saw the fleet.
There were boats scattered all around, close to shore, and further out. Some were trolling, others aimlessly casting. Every now and again we'd see a small fish come over a gunnel. We poked around still searching for a sign. Then we got one. A huge bird play in tight to the beach. There was one boat already there, another raced in, and we were closing in fast. We deployed jigs to the bottom and snapped them up in hopes they would be intercepted by a cruising striper. We got our wish. I hooked up first, Jesse was close behind. We each landed 32-33" stripers. We missed a few, or had the hooks spit, and landed a few more each. We found if we hung out and let everyone else leave and chase the birds we would have school after school of stripers swim beneath us. It played well in our favor throughout the day.
Once the bite petered out we cruised around looking for the next bite. It didn't take long. A cloud of birds formed a short distance away with stripers erupting from the water below. Birds and stripers were devastating bunker schools. We glided up to the melee, I put on a bone Mag Darter, Jesse switched to a silver flutter spoon. Both worked. I hooked a good sized striper on the plug and fought it to the boat. Jesse had just released a nice one. He reached over to grab the plug, which I warned him not to do. Not being one to listen, Mr. Helpful was rewarded with a 4/0 treble buried in his finger. Now I had to carefully grab the thrashing striper, avoid the plug, and keep Jesse's finger from becoming a murder scene, while lifting everyone over the gunnel. Once in the boat, I had to keep the bass from thrashing and further damaging Jesse's impaled finger. I managed to grab the pliers and took hold of the hook. Jesse was able to pull his finger free of the hook. A bit sore, but it still worked. Of course I didn't get a picture of the event. Missed opportunity. 
We repeated the run and gun rampage throughout the day. The majority of the stripers we landed were 32" to 47". Jesse did manage to catch a 31" keeper. Luck played a role in our second keeper of the day. As we were jigging up another school of stripers, we had a striper splash next to the boat as it drifted past. It just lazily flopped on the surface. We grabbed the net and motored up next to it and scooped it. It was fresh and healthy, but must've been exhausted from a battle and unable to swim. Regardless, he became our second keeper of the day. After we scooped the bass we noticed a huge boil on the surface. We ran up and found a school of bunker being assaulted by stripers from below. We tossed plugs and picked off a few more. Around this time the wind was begining to pick up and white caps were becoming more prominent. With our arms starting to feel the brunt of our many battles today ( we landed well over thirty stripers), we decided to leave the action to go find some tog.
We ran to the reef to try some rubble. Jesse picked a short. I fought with the trolling motor. Then we ran to a wreck. Again, a few hits, more motor issues. We ran to another wreck, and it was more of the same. Every time, I would set up over the tasty structure, hit spot lock, the boat would drift off. It was definitely chopper and winder than it had been, but the motor should have held without issue. After resetting ten times I called it quits. We'll just have to come out and chase the tog another day. The early striper action was epic, and more than made up for the trolling motor misery. With luck, the striper migration will continue through Christmas break and we'll get another shot at them before they cruise down South for the winter. Fingers crossed...
Tight Lines!

Striper Action!

Tautog

Tog Action and Fog!

<div>It was one of those days. I tried to find someone to go fishing with me, but everyone had other plans, or had an ailment. Looking at the weather I started to figure fishing was probably not the greatest idea anyway. It was pretty dismal out. And besides, there were some good college football games scheduled throughout the day.</div><div>I took Bubbalouie out front to check the mail. He kept looking over at the truck. So, we took a ride over to Avalon to check the inlet. The ocean looked quite inviting. There was a bit of fog, but entirely manageable. So, I hit the tackle shop and snagged a few dozen green crabs. Then ran home to prep the boat and gear.&nbsp;</div><div>While wolfing down some left overs, I tried another fishing buddy. As luck would have it, George was available and wanted to go. So, I was no longer a solo trip. I met George at the ramp and we headed off for the reef. The fog that had been rather wispy earlier was getting thicker. We poked our way through the ICW and made it into the inlet and made our way to the reef. We looked for signs of stripers along the way, but the fog was a major impediment.&nbsp;</div><div>We spot locked over some rubble and dropped green crabs down to their doom. It didn't take long for the tog to find their free snacks. They picked us clean the first few rounds, but then we got the hang of it. We pulled up shortie after shortie. It was nonstop action. Towards the last of our crab bits, George and I caught our only keepers of the day. His was 16", mine was just shy of 20". The fat bugger was five pounds. Around this time we noticed we could no longer see any of the other boats that were around us. The fog really socked in! And it was getting late. Time to bug out.</div><div>I put the radar on and followed my track back from whence we came. Running in a heavy fog is just eerie. All sense of direction vanishes. Sounds are distorted. Thank God for electronics. We made it safely into the inlet and under the bridge. Once inside the ICW we felt constricted and disoriented.&nbsp; We thought about pulling into one of the other, closer boat ramps or just tying up at one other marinas for the sake of safety. Then we just figured stuff it. Let's take our chances. So we pressed on. Pretty sure the fog got even more dense as we approached the football field area. If you know it, you know it. The place is a long stretch of narrow channel flanked by mucky mud flats. The place eats boats on crystal clear days. We were running it blind. Slow and steady won the race. We made it through and picked our way back to the marina. We arrived in the dark. The fog never relented. I pulled the boat and made for home. George was good company and a solid navigator, picking the channel markers out of the pea soup. We didn't find any stripers, or any of the streaking bluefin tuna that have been rampaging through bunker schools. Maybe next time...</div><div>Tight Lines!</div><div><br></div>

Grey Triggerfish

Epic Fishing!

Black Sea Bass

<div>First, Happy Veterans Day. Thank you to all who have, and still serve.&nbsp; Our Veterans Day trip, unfortunately,&nbsp; fell through. I'm hoping to make it up next summer with a bigger and better event to give a bit of thanks to those who have given so much for us.</div><div>I still managed to get out today with Jesse and Scott. The morning started off a little bumpy, but it really settled out nicely by the afternoon. There were gannetts dive bombing from above, raining terror upon hapless bait fish. We cruised past the areas to see what we might find. No stripers, but loads of bait. Hopefully they show up soon.</div><div>We ran out to the reef and spot locked over some rubble. We dropped down rigs loaded with green crab pieces and were rewarded with extremely willing tog. We had our three fish limit in short order. We could've had our five fish limit per man had it been the 16th. Tog are just so much fun to catch. We bounced around to different pieces and caught at each one. When our green crabs ran out we switched up to squid, clam, and Mole crabs. The sea bass were willing takers. We managed three keeper sea bass. We poked further out hoping to find bigger fish in deeper water. Didn't happen.</div><div>We came back inside and worked over some wrecks. Jesse landed the biggest, slime covered, ugly, damn eel, I've ever seen. And the best part, Scott wanted it because they're good eats. Nope. Scott managed to find a stray triggerfish on one of the pieces of wreck. A few bergals, and far too many spiny dogs rounded out the days catch. We landed well over a hundred fish today. We had nonstop action. Lots of laughs, memories, and fun. A perfect day.</div><div>Tight Lines!</div><div><br></div>

<div>light spinning rods and reels, single and double hook rigs, jigs.</div>

Ran out to the rubble and wrecks with Keith. Our first pile was a barrage of constant tog bites. The rigs no sooner hit the bottom when they were assaulted by rapid fire tog bites. I managed to pull up five. Keith fed them. Nothing big, but all were fun.
We decided to run out deeper. We didn't mark much on the pieces we were hovering over, but we built up a bite. All short sea bass, and a short flounder landed by Keith. Just before we left, we managed a keeper sea bass each. But the bite had slowed considerably. Onward we went.
Our final destination had two boats already working it over. We found our own area to ply and dropped down our rigs. Mole crabs, squid, and clam all worked. The current was really heavy, pulling our sinkers out further than we wanted. I should have put on heavier leads, but we managed.
The boat drifting behind us pulled in a beast of a sea bass, measuring in at 20 inches. The other boat to our left wasn't doing so well. We had consistent action. Our companions decided to leave, so we poked around. We spot locked on what looked to be a tasty piece with fish hovering above it. Around this time another boat decided to join us. Rather than simply drifting across the area, he decided to run a circle around us. He then stopped about twenty yards off our stern and held his position by back trolling. His exhaust fumes we just lovely. Then he'd let her go and drift by us. And repeat the process. Granted, he never interfered with our fishing, but it was annoying. Especially his exhaust. Courtesy is dead.
They finally left, they weren't doing so well. We hung out enjoying the now quiet and fresh air. We ended up keeping thirteen out of the fifty sea bass we caught (yes, I keep score). We tossed plenty of keepers back. We could have had our two man limit, but decided we didn't need all of those fish. We had plenty.
We finally called it a day. The conditions were incredible, except for the raging current. Not sure of it was the Moon or the tropical storm, either way, it made things interesting. The trolling motor got a work out. Can't wait for tog season to open back up, and the striper bite to get more consistent. Well, out front at least. It is going strong in the back at least... Tight Lines!

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Sea Bass Fun!

Bluefish

Fall fishing!

Scup

<div>Had an absolute blast today! We ran out to the reef and spot locked over a big piece of rubble. We had nonstop action with sea bass, blues, and triggers. The only issue was, everything was short. We made a move to a wreck, but it was devoid of life. We ran further out to another wreck. Again, we found a bunch of short sea bass. We ran even further out to another wreck area. There were sea bass pots all around and we set up a drift between them. There were clouds of fish below. We began by using rigs with bait, but switched up to bounding jigs. Jigging is more productive, and loads more fun. As we were drifting past the one pot we noticed some movement.&nbsp; Turned out to be small mahi. Try as we might, we couldn't catch the little buggers. So, we went back to jigging for sea bass. We were just shy of out two man limit, which given more ti.e, we would've gotten. Unfortunately,&nbsp; time was not on our side. Regardless,&nbsp; we had a blast! The fishing will only continue to improve!</div>

<div>light spinning and casting rods and reels</div>

Ran out this morning with Randy, his son Sean, and buddy Matt. The weather prognosticators finally got it right today, we had the calm seas they called for. The water was clear and warm too. Perfect conditions. We ran to the reef and set up our drift over some rubble.
These guys were new to salt water fishing. So I explained the finer points; bounce your rod, give line to the fish when they hit, feel the weight and set the hook, don't reel all the way up, don't lift the fish out of the water,...and so on. It's a lot if you don't do it often. Getting the feel takes time.
So, we drifted over the rubble, they got hits, missed, and gave out free meals to hungry fish. You're welcome PETA. Eventually they got the hang of it and started to pull up fish. Matt started things off with a sea robin. Then Sean got a sea bass and a sea robin. Around that time I decided to make a move and switch up tactics.
We set up over a really large piece and I back trolled to hold us over various parts. The drift was slow anyway, but I figured it was worth a shot. It worked. Sean got a flounder. Then Matt got a keeper, but due to a SNAFU, it shook the hook. I won't mention any names...Matt! As was his usual today, Matt reeled up way too far and lifted. He was also tangled in Randy's line. The flounder saw it's chance and bolted. It was of course a nice sized keeper. To Matt's credit, he did land another keeper on a subsequent drift. He listened this time and it went into the box. 
Things slowed up on the rubble piles so we took a ride and spot locked over a wreck. We picked at sea bass and fed a bunch. While sitting there a school of striped fish took up residence beneath the boat. Not sure if they were pilotfish or banded rudderfish. We dropped small baited hooks down, even a jig, but they wouldn't touch anything. Would've been nice to catch one to see what they were. 
We called it a day when the bite slowed. I think a few of the boys were feeling a bit green beneath their gills too. But they endured the entire trip and did very well. We had a blast, and a lot of laughs. We won't discuss the ride behind Avalon in the no wake area... let's just say, there are some serious idiots driving boats out there. And I can't always hold back my 12 Guage, hair triggered mouth. The Coast Guard had a word with them, so all is right in the world. And overall, it was a great day!
Tight Lines!

Fun out on the reef

What a fun day! I had the pleasure of guiding CJ, Kim, Chase, and Lucia. We ran out into the ocean to see if we could spot some dolphins. It was a bit on the choppy side ( again), but manageable. Chase and Lucia were laughing their heads off enjoying the wild ride. CJ was a bit worried the kids wouldn't enjoy the ride, let alone the fishing. We had planned on going for two, maybe three hours. Suffice to say, we made it a bit over four.
I offered the opportunity to fish one of the near shore wrecks, to see how the kids might like it. We spot locked over some structure and dropped our lines down. We were marking fish, or my sounder is a massive lying twat. We couldn't get them to bite though. They'd steal the baits, but you never felt a touch. We moved around to different pieces, but it was always the same.
The wind kicked up a bit more and Kim decided it was time for us to head into the back to see what we could find. We drifted a few different areas and again encountered bait stealers. I put a Brown Dog Bomb kingfish rig on one of the rods and we finally broke the ice. Lucia, and then Chase hauled up a croaker each. And just that fast the bite turned off in that spot.
We hit another area and drifted a sod bank. We started catching again. Lucia pulled up a few little sea bass, as did Chase. Then CJ finally kept his bait on long enough to pull up a flounder. It was short, but he had bragging rights for biggest fish. It was short lived. Chase hooked and landed a bigger flounder! It was about an eighth of an inch short of keeper size. There were a few more sea bass and croakers in the mix. But Chase ended up as the high hook on the day.
The fishing wasn't stellar, but the fun and memories were beyond worth the time spent on the water. Lucia and Chase will be pestering mom and dad for a boat for sure. I hope they get one. They'll enjoy it for years!
Tight Lines!

Fun Day!

Ran out front with my friend Keith and his son Keith Jr. The maritime forecast was a bit off, imagine my surprise. It called for 2' at 12 seconds, which would've been a dream. Instead it was 2' with occasional 3's at maybe 1 second. It was manageable though.
We had planned on going out to try our hand at trolling to see what we might find. Given the conditions we decided to stay closer and play with flounder. When we arrived on the reef we were greeted by an 8' hammerhead shark cruising along. It came up to the boat then slowly slid back down into the depths before we could get our phones out for a photo. Not sure how effective throwing a baited hook would've been, but that thought crossed our minds briefly.
We set up on our first drift over some heavy rubble piles and found that the drift was rather fast. Spent the rest of the time backtracking rather than using the trolling motor. It worked as we picked at the flounder, sea bass, and weakies. All of which were short, of course. 
After we made a few drifts over that pile we moved on the next. Of course some nimrod in a blue boat decided that I knew where the fish were and followed me. And closely, never mind etiquette. I normally don't care if someone is close, it's usually crowded on the reefs. But I was one of six boats, not counting the two head boats there. Spread out! So Mr. Blue kept following me and staying close. Finally I said something, he acted like he couldn't hear me, but must've gotten the message as he moved away. Anyway, we continued to pick at shorts. 
We made one more move over a wreck. I spot locked over some choice structure and we tried for sea bass. It was dead at first, but then we started to pick at them. Then it died out again. We took a ride out to check out a buoy, but nobody was home. The wind was coming up some and the white caps were getting more pronounced. We called it a day and ran it back in.
Really fun day out there catching up with Keith and I trouncing Jr. to inshore fishing. Pretty sure he's now hooked...
Tight Lines!

Shorts, but fun...

Ran Jim, Shay, and Colby down onto the beach today to try the surf. We were greeted with some thick fog. Things looked good otherwise. I set out four rods to ply the waters. And there they sat. An hour, not a touch other than us hauling them in to change the baits.
Decided to make a move to the Bay side. Walking off the beach one of the wheels popped off the cart. The lynch pin holding the tire on somehow vanished. Luckily I had some wire and made a quick fix of the situation. Another angler walking onto the beach asked how we did, to which I replied, nada. He said it was the same yesterday. So, adding things up in my head, I read we had some upwelling and a front push through, then of course we have the New Moon. And the water looked quite cloudy. Thus, no fish.
We arrived on the Bay side and set back up. Three fun fish rods, two for sharks and rays. The action was more immediate. We started off with a kingfish, then a spot, then a spike weakie. Then a doggie. And the action continues just like that. Steady pick of mostly spot, weakies, and kingies, with a few doggies in the mix. A bit later one of the big boy rods went over. Shay pounced on it and whipped a nice little brow sharks tail. We got the hook out and took a few pictures for posterity, then got it swimming again. 
Once the tide turned back out the bite slowed considerably. We picked a few more fish, but no where near as many as earlier. Then the crowd started to thicken, so we called it a day. Had a great time with Jim and the boys. They kicked butt and took names today. Solid fishermen. Hopefully they check out some of the spots I showed them and find some more fish before they head back home...
Tight Lines!


Fun Bay Beach Day

Ran a few back bay trips this week. All three I tried to get out onto the reefs for flounder. Two of the trips we came back in due to the choppy conditions. One we came in because of a little dudes sea sickness. Again, due to choppy seas. Suffice to say, the weather prognosticators got it very wrong as far as the sea state was concerned. 
     Each trip was an absolute blast in its own way. The personalities onboard, the shared laughs, the ribbing, the bonding. Michael and his group came out on Wednesday. We tried to get out front, but the chop was a bit much. We stayed in the back and landed a ton of croakers. Wanting so.e fish to eat they kept fifty. Cleaning them was a chore, but they had a nice bag of meat to show for their efforts. Thursday I had Matt and his gang onboard. We made it out front and fished the reef for about an hour before his son started feeling ill. We came back inside and played with the croakers for awhile. Then we took a ride to get away for the voracious little buggers and tried for flounder. We had quite a few hits, dropped one, and then Joe landed the buzzer beater for the win. Last drift of the day, just about to call it, he nailed a 17" keeper. Perfect ending to a fun day.
Final trip for the week was a fun trip with long time friend Tim. We planned to hit the reefs, but as usual, the forecast was off. Bumpy seas and increasing wind forced us into the back bays. We skipped the croakers and hunted for flounder. We tried various areas, and most appeared fishy, but luck wasn't on our side. After a lot of well intended, but fruitless drifts, we decided on a hopeful long shot. It paid off. We found some sweet bottom contours holding bait fish and worked the area over. Tim got hammered, dropped back and was rewarded with a rod bending, drag pulling flounder. It measured 22.5 inches. It made our excellent, though fishless day even better. In subsequent drifts Tim hauled up another just short flounder. I landed a doggie. Not my day. Once the tide finally turned the drift was all messed up and the little bite we had died out. We called it a day.
If I haven't said it before, I'll say it now. I love what I do. This is what I plan to do in retirement. Regardless of having to get up at 4 am, or struggling with over stuffed sharks in the sand, this is the greatest "job" in the world. I get to follow my passion and share it with others. Nothing  better. Well, maybe just one thing, that being family and being married to the love of my life. But this gig is definitely the icing on the cake...
Tight Lines!

Great Week!

Spent Father's day morning out on the reef and wrecks with Jesse and his father, Rod. We set up on various wrecks and drifted over structure in hopes of catching some flounder and sea bass.
Our first spot had a huge school of fish hovering over the structure. When we dropped down out baits were immediately attacked. Jesse and I pulled up a weakfish each. Then the school moved on and vanished. 
We continued to work over the wreck and pick at little sea bass. So many were just shy of the 12.5" limit. Or close enough it wasn't worth risking a bad measurement. Jesse pulled two keepers from out of the structure. The bite was fairly slow overall, so we moved out into the rubble field. We picked at some short flounder, and finally Jesse landed a nice 19.5" keeper. Again, hlthe bite was slow, so we decided to go find some wrecks elsewhere.
We got to the next wreck only to have another boat move in on us. The guy explained that he had landed several sea bass here the day before and wanted to try again. Yeah, that excuses your intrusive behavior. So, we drifted around him and finally spot locked over a pile of sea bass. He moved off. We worked it over and then went to the next wreck.
On out final approach over the new wreck, we dropped our lines to see what we might find prior to setting spot lock. My rod got hammered! I thought I caught a big flounder by the way this fish was fighting. Instead, I landed my personal beat sea bass. It was 19". Biggest I ever caught! Not much else on this wreck, but we picked a few more sea bass. I got a big tog too. I wish they were still in season...
Our final stop of the day was occupied by another boat who was trying to hold his position with his outboards. He was struggling. The wind had come up quite a bit. We moved in and onto the structure. He took off. Guess we offended him. Not like there is much courtesy on the water anymore. He must've caught them all before we got there. I got a dink flounder and one sea bass. It was enough to put me ahead of Jesse in the fish count. So all was good in the world again. We called it a day. And a fun day it was! Happy Father's Day dad! And to all the dads out there.
Tight Lines!

Spotted Weakfish

Well, I was supposed to have a fishing trip today, but they switched to next weekend due to the incoming weather.  Not wanting to miss a chance to get out on the water, I called Andy. He was up for the challenge.
We met at the ramp at 5am. The conditions were decent; glassy water, slow current (considering it was a Full Moon), just nice overall. We set off and hit the first area. No takers there. We ran a little ways and hit our second spot, again, no luck. Starting to second guess my choices, we ran to a normally productive creek. We had the creek all to ourselves. Around this time we noticed a huge wall of fog out over the ocean. And the breeze was beginning to freshen. 
Andy nailed two flounder on our first drift, a keeper, and a short. On the next drift he got another. And then another. Around this time the forecasted fog rolled in on top of us. We were socked in. Finally, I got a shorty, and then on the next drift I nailed the biggest flounder of the day. It measured in at 21". No doormat, but perfect for the table. Shortly after, the fog began to clear. Andy continued to hammer the shorts, and then put his solecond keeper in the box. The creek proved to be a solid choice as we has at least one fish each drift. We pulled three keepers out of it too. But, like always, all good things must come to an end. The tide slacked out and turned. Around this time the wind really began to crank up.  What started off as a nice day became a battle against 30mph wind and white caps.
We tried a long drift using the trolling motor to keep us moving and on track, but to no avail. Andy managed to snag two more shorties though. I decided to pull up into another creek to try and get out of the wicked wind. While up in the creek we were protected from the winds assault, but the bite was considerably slower. As we neared the end of our drift I hooked the final keeper of the day. We each ended up with an over and a slot for the dinner table.
We decided to call it a day after our second drift without a touch down the creek. We ran back toward the ramp with the wind tailing us. We decided to try a few more drifts, but the bite was over. We pulled up to the ramp and hauled out. I'm not gonna lie, 5am starts are tough, but it paid off today allowing us to beat the weather. It was a fun day! Might have to go again tomorrow. Just not so early...
Tight Lines!

New Jersey Inshore Fishing

Southern Flounder

Flounder fishing was good, despite the weather!

<div>We got an early start to beat the weather. They were calling for fog and heavy winds. Neither makes for a good day of fishing.</div><div>We found our magic spot on our third stop of the morning g and ended up pulling three keepers out of it, along with a bunch of shorts. The fog and wind rolled in as expected and then the tide died. We made a move and finally found a place out of the wind. we managed to pull another keeper from that area. After that we had a dead drift with not a touch. We decided to call it a day. Had a blast!</div>

<div>Spinning rods, fluke rigs (home made), gulp, Zman, mackeral, and minnows.</div>

Not so hot surf fishing...

<div>Hit the surf early this morning in hopes of getting in on the great striped bass bite that took place all week. Unfortunately the ocean had other plans. Snot grass was thick. I managed one doggie all morning. Otherwise, it was all about the Snot grass covering my lines, rigs, and pretty much Nything else cast out.</div><div>Just wasn't in the cards today. From the reports I got from others on the beach, and shops, it was all Snot grass and doggies today. Maybe next time...</div><div>Tight Lines!</div>

Flounder in the back bays!

<div>Ran a four hour morning trip with Sea and his crew this morning. The wind was howling and the snot grass was thick in places. but we managed and we had a blast! They ended up landing five fluke, with two toss backs. it was a really fun day. Looking forward to additional days out on the water.</div>

<div>light spinning rods, flounder rigs, cut baits and Gulp!</div>

Sea Bass is in!

<div>Ran out with my friend on his boat in choppy conditions. luckily his boat eats chop well. We set up on two wrecks and mugged up on the sea bass using jigs as well as rigs with bait. I posted the full story on&nbsp; my Brynnie-B Inshore Fishing Facebook site if you'd like the full story.</div><div>If you want a trip with fast and furious action, sea bass are for you. Call now!</div>

<div>Spinning and casting rods and reels. Various jigs and rigs tipped with clam and squid.</div>

Inlets are loaded

<div>Met up with my buddy Mike and we cast jigs out I to the inlet. We landed bluefish and striped bass. My biggest came on the turn of the tide Nd measured 31". We had an absolute blast! For the full report, look up Brynnie-B Inshore Fishing on Facebook and reading there.</div>

Back bay fun!

White Weakfish

<div>Ran around the back bays with Justin and Amy this morning. We planned on targeting flounder, but ended up catching bluefish and weakfish too. we used mackeral, shad, minnows, Zman, and Gulp for bait on various flounder rigs.</div><div>Super fun morning with a lot of action. We missed far to many solid hits too. The rain that kept threatening finally arrived and chased us off the water. Had an absolute blast out there today!</div><div>Tight Lines!</div>

<div>Light spinning rods, 4000 size reels, braided line, flounder rigs with sinkers, jigs, or bucktails.</div>

Surf Fishing Stripers!

<div>Hit the beach this morning and banged a sweet 44" striper on salted clam. Action was pretty slow overall, but this big girl made up for it. Surf fishing is going strong. The back bay flounder bite is heating up too. And there are blues, weakies, and stripers in the mix. Spring fishing is in full swing. Black sea bass opens up soon too. so many options...</div>

Pre-storm surf trip

Raced home from school today to fish the surf prior to the big Nor'Easter the weather prognosticators are calling for this weekend. The wind was already starting to pick up out of the NE, and the water was already getting choppy. It was still very fishable though.
I got to me spot with Idgie and Bubbalouie in tow. I tossed out my first rod loaded with salted clam and turned to rig up my second rod. I no sooner started rigging up when my first rod was bent over. I fought the wiry little striper onto the beach, took a quick photo, and sent it back on its way. I fished for two more hours with nothing but crabs eating my baits. Not a touch. 
So, the lesson for today is: the firtst cast catch curse is real. Very real. If you catch a fish on your first cast, just go home...
Despite the lack of action after the initial thrill, it was a fun day on the beach with the dogs. Maybe next time the stripers will be more cooperative.
Tight Lines!

11' Rainshadow with a Shimano AeroTechnium reel, 11' St. Croix Legend with a Tsunami SaltX reel, braided 20# line, Salted clams for bait.

The fishing season continues to improve!

<div>Tog season is slowly coming to an end, even though it's been on fire. Sea bass will take it's place beginning on May 17th. Striped bass continue to be the talk of the town as they seem to be everywhere and in all sizes. The back bays are loaded, with night time being the right time, and soft plastics being the bait of choice. plugs and bait are working too. They are also in the surf and Delaware Bay tearing up plugs and fresh baits.</div><div>Weakfish have made an appearance in the back bays along with some bluefish and flounder. It is really shaping up to be a great season. Black drum are also popping up in the Delaware Bay and along the beaches. It should only get better!</div><div>Tight Lines!</div>

<div>light rods, light jigs, various plastics</div>

It's on!

<div>Bridge hopping has been a blast! Stripers are all over the place and are usually willing to bite any plastic presented in the right fashion. Night time is the right time though. They are also showing up in the surf and hitting plugs.&nbsp;</div><div>Tautog are also hitting Inshore and offshore. They are always a blast to chase after and give a spirited battle, when not frustrating you by quickly stealing your bait.&nbsp;</div><div>weakfish are starting to appear in the back and black drum are filtering I to the Delaware Bay. lots of options for some fun fishing right now.&nbsp;</div><div><br></div>

<div>7' med/heavy rods with 20# braided line. spinning reel. 1/4 Oz jig head with various plastics.</div>

Stone Harbor Fishing Report

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Charleston Fishing Report

Togging is on fire!

<div>Hit a bunch of wrecks on the reefs on two separate trips. The first trip we landed 70 or so tog. The second trip we landed around 100 tog, sea bass, and spiny dogs, with 84 of the fish caught being tog. 16 keepers between the two trips. It was nonstop action both days, and nothing but fun!</div>

<div>spinning rods, green crabs, and salted clam.</div>

Back Bay Bass

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Bugged around the back last night to see if the stripers would be chewing prior to the storm rolling up the coast. Butch tagged along too.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Decided to run some different areas to take advantage of the incoming and then turn of the tide. The first area we tried seemed quiet. There were already two guys there fishing. They stated that they had been picking at the bass and even landed a keeper. We pit on heavier jigs and plied the depths. The two guys each landed a short. Butch and I struck out. We made a move.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">The next spot had a few bass blowing up on small bait. I managed a short holding near a piling. No other action. The next area was devoid of life. So, on to the next.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Butch decided that he wanted to try so.e clam that he brought along. I stuck with my 1/4 ounce jig and plastics. I nailed a striper off another piling. Then two more off structure. Butch got his first striper of the night as well.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We skipped a few areas due to fishermen already working them over. Seems there are more and more people fishing these days. Thankfully there are enough areas around to find solitude. Our next area had fish cruising, but they had lock jaw. The stop after seemed quiet, but Butch managed to land two back to back on plastics. Casting into the same area no less.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I had high hopes for our next area as it had been producing lately. It didn't disappoint. I hooked with a nice striper that gave me a serious tussle. It took off and I couldn't turn it. It finally managed to spit the hook. I was pissed,&nbsp; but it's part of the game. I managed another striper that measured in at 25". Quite the brawler, but nothing like the one I lost.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We checked a spot afterward, which was quiet. Then made one final stop for the night. Again, pretty quiet. So.e shad flashing around down deep. I pulled one last striper, another 25 inches, off a flat. There couldn't have been more than a foot of water. The bugger smashed my jig as soon as it landed and took off. It put on quite the show on the surface. Pretty sure it scared off everything within a quarter mile or so. And that's where we ended our evening. And a fun one it was.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Before I end my verbal barrage, I'd like to say thank you to all of the veterans out there. Thank you for your selfless sacrifice and service to preserve the freedoms we all take for granted. You are the best part of these United States of America.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div><div><br></div>

<div>spinning rods with jigs and plastics.</div>

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Ran around the back tonight solo. It was gorgeous out; light NE breeze, 60 degrees, and a moderate outgoing tide.&nbsp; I found two stripers at my first stop of the evening. Caught them on back to back casts. Landed the first one and released it. The second ended up spitting the hook after a prolonged battle. No other action after that. There was a ton of bait around, spearing, small crabs, and squid.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">My next stop was quiet except for some little fish zipping around. Not sure if they were small blues or little shad. They wouldn't touch anything I threw at them. So, I ran to another area.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">This spot was loaded with shad. They were flashing all over the place. I pit on a sabiki rig and had a blast hauling up the little thrashers. Figured I might as well stock up for next flounder season while they're around. I kept twenty. I fileted them and packed them so I could vacuum pack them later. While at the cleaning station I landed two more stripers. All the stripers came on a quarter ounce jig head loaded with a Berkley Jerk Shad watermelon pearl. It's my go-to plastic.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">After cleaning the shad I ran to one final spot. It was loaded with little fish like the spot from earlier. So, with no action, I called it a night.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">This is pretty much how it's been theist few times I've been out. Lots of stripers around in the 20 to 24 inch range, with occasional keeper sized stripers in the mix. Usually they are on top, but so.e nights they are down deep. You just need to work the area over and pay attention to the signs. Definitely worth getting out...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div>

<div>spinning rods,&nbsp; quarter ounce jig, Berkley Jerk Shad watermelon pearl.&nbsp;</div><div>sabiki rig.</div>

Back Bay fun!

Testing out new toys...

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Well, I finally got the Brynnie-B II back on Friday. She looks good! I added a Minn Kota Riptide trolling motor, two new Simrad NSS12+Evo3S sounders, new spreader lights from Black Oak, new LED nav lights in the rub rail, and of course three more batteries. It took nearly a month, but definitely worth the wait.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I poked out into the ocean on Saturday with my buddy Chris to see what the trolling motor could do, and see how the new screens look. We set up over a wreck and tried to engage the anchor feature of the trolling motor. It took us a few attempts. Two older guys with new technology and no instructions is never a good mix. We finally muddled through it and got set up right on top of the wreck. We stayed perfectly over the structure despite the wind and current. I am seriously looking forward to getting better with the new toy. It will open up so many opportunities for fishing.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Once we got set up we dropped down some green crabs. Chris started off with a rig he's trying out, and I used a 3oz tog jig I just poured. We missed the first few drops as we were instantaneously assaulted by tog and sea bass. Pretty sure we were picked clean before our offerings even hit the wreck. We both had holes we could drop into for instant tog bites. Chris got a nice 16" keeper early on. I finally managed two tog on the jig once I dropped down to a two ounce. One was about a hair shy of 15", so it went back. I had a big tog grab my jig. I pulled it up and it pulled me right back down. After a short but fun tussle I was cut off by something sharp. That sucked! I switched over to a rig to improve my odds. Jigs are fun, and Skinner makes it look so damn easy, but there is definitely a learning curve. Chris tried a jig for a bit, but switched back out of frustration. My hook up ratio increased with the rig. We had hits on every drop. Between us we pulled up 30 some odd tog and sea bass. Chris was high hook on the day. And he got a little bluefish.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We hoped to find some bunker schools, or chance upon some stripers, but no such luck. The trolling motor worked superbly, holding us right on the wreck and allowing us to drop into the same holes consistently. Technology is awesome. Now I need to get better at using it. Much better. The screens are sweet too. Big, clear, and accurate.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">And just a heads up. If you are launching out of Stone Harbor and traversing the football field, be aware that there us currently a dredge working and you need to slow down and co.e off plane. We were running at dead low. It was only 2' along the dredged working area. We bumped bottom, but made it through. Coming back in just shy of four hours later it was only barely above 3 feet in depth. So watch yourself in the area. Hopefully they clear it out soon.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div>

<div>spinning and conventional rods. Tog jigs tipped with green crab chunks, and tog rigs. Tried salted clam too with good results.</div>

Fluke bonanza on the Brynnie-B!

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">So, my charter scheduled for today had to cancel due to extenuating circumstances. Then my allergies helped to bring on a wonderful ear ache/sinus infection combo that has been kicking my tail all week. So I figured I might as well go fishing anyway.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I was able to coerce Tim and Scott into tagging along on the trip. We launched out of Stone Harbor and ran out to the reef. Conditions were pretty nice and only got better as the day wore on. We started off drifting rubble, trying to stay away from everyone else. After a few failed drifts we found some fluke. You had to pick through the voracious sea bass, but when a fluke hit, you knew it. While the sea bass picked, the fluke slammed.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I nailed a 22" beast early on, then a nice 17.75". Tim got a 21" and another 21" later that went on Scott's account. Tim also nailed two other 17.9" fluke. He was high hook on the day. We got a bunch of throw backs, and sea bass throughout the day. We moved around and worked over various pieces of rubble. The key was short, focused drifts. Squid and Gulp were the baits. And pink was the color of choice. We hoped for so.e trash fish to hack up for bait, but they weren't around for some reason.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Around 11am the reef bite died out. We took a ride and worked over a few wrecks. The first one we hit was a dead zone. The second held fish. We got our seventh and final keeper of the day, and tossed a few overs back. And more sea bass. While drifting we noticed a sizeable school of bunker and decided to see if anything fun was on them. We snagged two and sent them out on circle hooks. No takers. I snagged another and had a nice cobia follow it to the boat and then turn away. Then while drifting with the bunker school, three king mackeral (we assume that's what they were) slammed through the school at high speed, tore them up, then vanished.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Just after a nimrod in his spiffy SeaFox boat cruised up right where I was throwing my snag hook. He appeared to be rigging fluke rigs to catch the bunker we were snagging. Bright boy. He asked us what we were doing, to which we replied catching bait. He said that was his plan too. Then he asked where we were heading? I replied, right here. He took offense. He thought we were lying I presume. He was going out to the "lump" to catch mahi. Bet that worked out for him. We continued to mess with the bunker schools, but no takers. We considered heading to another wreck to see if we could top off our fluke limit, but decided we had plenty of meat for some delicious dinners and called it a day. No need to be greedy... Epic day with good friends. Doesn't get much better.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div>

<div>spinning and conventional reels on 7'rods. 3ounce fluke balls on high low fluke rigs. squid and Gulp for bait.</div>

Choppy ocean trip

Bar Jack

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Got a last minute invite to head out and fish for fluke and mahi today with Chris. It was so nice to not be in charge of the boat, or to have to watch everyone, and just be able to relax. Just fish.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We ran out a good ways in some snotty chop on top of big swells. It was a slow bumpy ride. We arrived at our first buoy and tossed so.e peanut bunker in to see if any fish were around. We didn't see any, but as we were figuring out the drift and Chris was setting up his trolling motor, a fish rolled on the surface. I hooked a peanut and tossed it out. Within about five seconds I came tight. The fish was strong and zipping all over the place. After a spirited battle I landed the biggest buoy jack I've ever seen. We poked around for awhile hoping for more Jack's, or better yet, mahi. But there were no other takers.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We ran inside a lite ways to check out a wreck, we picked a few sea bass off it. Then we ran to another wreck and tried its various pieces. Lots more sea bass, and so.e nice keeper sized ones. Of course the stupid season is closed. Chris was high hook on the day with two short fluke and an 18" keeper, multiple sea bass, two ribbonfish, and a blue. I think he must've stepped in shit or something.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We had the ocean to ourselves for the most part, then some weird looking safari boat rolled up on us and jumped on our drift. The Ike n Lee or something like that. We watched them bring an angel shark boatside where one of the nimrods gaffed it to get their $.10 hook back. Classy move considering they are a protected species. They left, and we continued catching.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">After a bunch of drifts the bite began to slow and we decided to run back home. Plus the wind was picking up. We had 4-5' swells with 2'-3'wind chop on top. It was fun. We had a few sprinkles throughout the day, but nothing heavy. Then as we neared the inlet we ran I to some heavier rain. Thankfully Chirs' boat has a cabin. And then once we pulled into the slip it started to rain again. Worth it. Fun day!</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div><div><br></div>

<div>we used spinning rods and bait casters. we tossed peanut bunker around buoys, and drifted with chicken rigs using Z-Man and Gulp baits, squid, and ribbonfish.</div>

Picked Dogfish

Surf fishing fun

Blacktip Shark

Sandbar Shark

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Things have slowed down in my fishing world as I am now back to teaching. Eventually I'll be able to retire and fish any time I please. While do do enjoy the teaching profession, I do so look forward to my fishy future.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">This morning I dragged two friends, Justin and Scott, down onto the beach to brave the full Moon tide and treacherous rip currents. Did I mention the heavy surf? Yeah, there was that too. On the plus side the Moon set and sun rise were quite spectacular.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I set out one rod with a Brown Dog Bomb kingfish rigs, Scott tossed out a shark rig. We were hoping to tag a decent one if we got lucky. The current was as expected, ripping. It dragged four ounce sputniks slowly down the beach. Hurricane sinkers wouldn't hold at all. Bloodworms, clam, and spot were the baits of choice.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I brought Idgie and Bubbalouie along for comic relief. They had a blast; beating up a dogshark, bullying a ghost crab, and hanging out with a bunch of beachgoers. They were a massive hit.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We picked at fish all morning. Scott got things going by landing a very angry herring gull that tangles in his line as it flew past. We got it unwrapped and back on its way. Next up was a dogshark. Idgie had fun with it. A herring gull ended up gulping it down. Next came a bunch of spot and a cute little jack of some sort.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I set out another rod with a shark rig. It went off pretty quickly. I fought the shark I to the break zone where it launched clear of the water and ended up breaking the line. It looked like a nice sized black tip. Next up, after more spot and doggies, was a skate. We tried skate wi gs for sharks, but no takers. When we switched back to spot I got another massive run off. Justin took the rod this time and had his hands full. The shark gave him a serious battle. It intensified in the break zone where the heavy current from the rather large waves assisted the shark on several blistering runs back out to deeper water. Scott tried pulling the line in order to get hold of the leader, but again, the line parted. We at least got a good look at the shark, which was a solid four to four and a half foot brown shark. Despite the loss, Justin enjoyed the battle.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Shortly thereafter my kingfish rigged rod doubled over screaming drag. I must've had a fish on and a shark cruised past and grabbed it. I fought whatever it was for awhile, slowly gaining line. But again, the line broke. This time it broke near the spool. So I'm thinking there us a flaw in the line. I'll be respooling for sure.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">After that little tussle the action waned and we began to pack it in. The pups were pooped too. Surprisingly there were no kingfish today. We did get one little snapper blue too with his tail bitten off. Hopefully once the Moon wanes a but, and the seas calm out, the fishing will get even better...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div>

<div>surf rods (St. Croix Legend, Rain Shadow Custom, old Fenwick, tsunami, Tica), spinning reels ( Shimano Aero Technium, Penn Conflict, Van Staal, Tsunami SaltX, Penn Spinfisher IV.</div><div>bloodworms, clams, and spot for bait.</div>

Albacore Tuna

Fun trips!

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">This was my weekend of fun trips. I had Tim, Dave, and his son Jake out on Saturday. And on Sunday, I had Dean, his mom, sister, and her fiance out.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Saturday was supposed to be 2' seas at 10 seconds. For any non-boaters, this means the ocean is flat. The reality was 2-3' chop at 1 second or less. Manageable, but bumpy. We ran out a good way and set up for trolling. We pulled four small metals and Clark spoons behind the boat at six MPH. We had our first knock down as we approached a lump. It was a drag burner, but it managed to spit the hook. Our second take came on a turn at the point of the lump. After a spirited battle Jake landed a nice false albie. We ended up catching two more on the troll. We switched up tactics and rigged up three rods to target sharks. We set one of the albie carcasses out along with a chum bag too. We had a nice drift, good spread, great chum slick, but no sharks. We drifted for about and hour and a half. Thank God for the sandwiches and Tim's Old Bay cheesy pools. Eating was at least helpful in easing the pain of no fish. We finally had enough, pulled the rods and ran to the reef. We drifted over several wrecks and caught a bunch of nice sea bass. Keeper sized too. And of course the season is closed, so they all went back. With the lack of sharks and flounder, and the frustration of not being able to keep the nice sea bass, we called it a day.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Sunday was Dean's day. It has been a year in the making. We kept pushing the trip back last year due to weather. Today was the day, and it was perfect. Today we had the 2' or less at ten seconds conditions. You know it's calm when you can zip along at 35mph in the ocean.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We hit the reef and worked over so.e rubble. Dean, and everyone else, pulled in sea bass. There were a few short fluke in the mix too. Everywhere we tried it was sea bass. There were also a few croakers in the mix, small sea robin, and one skate. Finally, drifting along a wreck, Dean hooked an 18" fluke. We picked at fish on various pieces of rubble, and over wrecks all morning. We moved to the opposite end of the reef to try different structure. While drifting across so.e really snaggy stuff I had my rod go over hard. I pulled up a really nice four or five pound fluke. Dean grabbed the net, but the head came off as he tried to scoop the fluke. He grabbed the head, and my nice fluke spit the hook. Easy come, easy go. We made a few more drifts and got more sea bass, then called it a day.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Back at the ramp it was a complete cluster f#ck. There was a boat on the ramp and the dork was taking his sweet time getting out. The next boat down had owners that looked to be waiting for the reaper to claim their souls. We offered help, but they were content being slow. The jet ski dweeb got tired of waiting and used the other side of the ramp and cleared out quickly. I pulled my boat in to pull out and an a$$hole decided to pull his boat down and dunk it. They he asked me when I was pulling out. I explained to him that he was an a$$hole, and that there was a thing called ramp etiquette, which he was breaking. He didn't comprehend as I wasn't speaking f#cktard. So I went and fetched my trailer and pulled out and got away from the rampant stupidity.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Thank God it's Labor Day weekend. The shore is back in the hands of it's rightful owners. Sanity may now return...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div>

<div>spinning rods in various weights. we trolled, then shark fished, then hit wrecks.&nbsp;</div>

Back bays are lighting up!

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I'm gonna ramble on a bit with this one as I have been out a few times for various reasons. I ran two fluke trips out to the reef that were less than stellar. Not bad necessarily, we had a lot of fun, but the fluke were smaller and much less cooperative. And the wind had swung back out of the south. Each trip saw at least one person become seasick as well. One ended early, the other with a keeper fluke caught in the back.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I met up with Justin to check out the back bay bite via the bridges. We found loads of bait, super thick in some areas. Peanut bunker and spearing, swirling around in huge schools. So.e spots had fish blowing up on the bait, other spots were quiet. We saw stripers, blues, and even weakies in various areas, but getting them to bite was a conundrum. We went fishless despite our best efforts.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I ran Johnnie's ashy ass ( sorry, my way of getting a last joke in with my dear friend) out to his final resting place along with one of his friends, his brother and his wife. It was a bit sporty. But we made it and he is now sitting in one of his favorite fishing areas. He'd better Bring me some luck out there! And I hope he's enjoying the fishy view.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Being a bit of a somber day, as if on cue, Jesse gave me a call and broke me out of my mood. He wanted to the his daughter Alyssa out for a night trip. I warned him that the bite had been off the night before. He said, so? I often forget it's not always about the fishing. Sometimes it's about the time spend with family and friends. Fishing is secondary.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">So, we poked around in the dark and checked out the usual haunts. The water was a bit on the murky side, and there was still a ton of bait holing around the structures. We found the fish, and they were very willing participant's. Very willing. Jesse and I ended up landing five nice stripers each to Alyssa's one. We landed, or had boatside, four weakfish each and lost a few more. And then later in the night we got into some nice blues. In the three plus pound range. They were fat, aggressive, and puking up spearing and peanuts like crazy. Alyssa was high hook with the blues, while Jesse and I landed four or five each and fed far more a variety of plastics.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">It was a perfect evening too. Slicky calm, slight breeze, good friends, billions of stars, and willing fish. Can't ask for much more...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div>

<div>Light spinning rods with 1/4oz jigs and various plastics.</div>

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Ran out today with Mike, his son Garett, Andrew, and Pat. We had high hopes for some good catches. It was hard not to with the perfect conditions. Clear, blue water, finally 75 degrees, bait all around, light breeze. Perfect.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">As we headed out to the reef we came upon a nervous pod of bait. I cast a metal through the fracas, but no takers. We saw another nervous school, and then had a king mackeral launch put of the water in front of the boat. That was cool. Given all the signs, we figured if the reef fishing was poor, we had trolling to fall back on.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We hit the reef and started to work over the rubble. We were one of five boats early on. We picked up two short sea bass, a sea robin, and a keeper fluke. Garrett hauled the fluke up.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We moved around the reef to different structures trying to find a decent, steady bite. Didn't happen. We'd get sea bass nibbles, and an occasional AL decent bite, but nothing consistent. Pat managed a decent sized squid. It was a cool catch at least. And made for some fresh calamari.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We moved to another wreck to see if our luck might improve. It didn't. After a few drifts we moved again. And again, it was devoid of life. Nibbles, but nothing of substance. So we decided to try trolling.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I set up three rods, two with plugs, one with a small Clark spoon. We poked along at six miles per hour in hopes of something fun grabbing a line. We passed a big school of rainfish, and more of the other small nervous baits. They were to small to be bunker or herring. And larger than the rainfish. Not sure if they were tinker mackeral or something else. A small shiny fish jumped in our spread, but didn't bite anything. We trolled to a lump and called it quits for trolling.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We noticed another charter trolling the lump and catching little blues. I figured why troll when we can cast metals? So, we did. We loaded up on the blues. We kept 16 for dinner and bait. They ateast provided some much needed fun and saved what was an otherwise poor day of fishing. Not that it wasn't fun, because it was. But it's nice to catch too. And of course I heard from a friend, who had a buddy on a headboat today. They fished the same area we started in and supposedly mugged up on some nice flounder. So the lesson here is, I need to slow it down, work the areas over more thoroughly, and keep at it regardless of the initial action. Tomorrow is another day. I will definitely work the area over more patiently. Hopefully it works...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div>

<div>spinning rids with high low rigs with squid and fish strips as bait. we also tossed small metals. and we trolled some plugs too.</div>

Fun day of the reef

Northern Kingfish

Fun Morning in the Surf

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Changed beaches today and fished with Katie, Tom, and Cam. It was another beautiful morning. Killer sunrise, perfect conditions. I wasn't crazy about it being low tide, but it didn't matter.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">I set out three rods with my Brown Dog Bomb rigs loaded with bloodworms. Throughout the morning I mixed in clam and strips of spot. Everything caught fish today. We landed kingfish, spot, a few doggies, and a skate. Overall, I think the boys reeled in 25 to 30 fish between them. They were killing it! They watched the rods, pulled seaweed off as they reeled the li es in, baited the hooks, and even removed their own fish. Nothing better than having kids who are into fishing. And Tom and Cam are damn good fishermen.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">It was nice finally having decent action, even if there were no big fish involved. It was fun! And it was nice getting back to an old haunt. It's funny how you can forget about areas that were productive. So I rekindled a spark in an area, possibly intensified a fire in two little dudes, and hopefully appeased the Fish God's enough to keep the good catches rolling...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div>

<div>surf rods with Brown Dog Bomb kingfish rigs. Bait was bloodworms, clam, and spot.</div>

Surf Fishing with Friends

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Hit the surf for a fun fish with Paul and Scott. We set out six rods between us and hoped for the best. You couldn't have asked for a more perfect morning: cool temperature, slight breeze, calm seas, nice sunrise, ospreys and pelicans in search mode, dolphins leaping. It was all too perfect.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">And then there was the fishing. Or rather, the lack thereof. We couldn't buy a touch. At least not from any kingfish,&nbsp; spot, weakiea, blues, or other decent species. Instead we got skates. I finally winged one to try as shark bait in hopes the sacrifice would appease the Fish God's. Then we got a small doggie. Yup, that worked.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Finally, around high tide, Scott's rod went over hard and he came tight to a decent fish. After a fun battle he landed a three foot sandbar shark. He did some silly things in his excitement,&nbsp; but the shark was released quickly and swam off. Scott was forgiven his indiscretions as he is fairly new to surf fishing and it was his first good catch on his new rod. Hopefully there will be many more to follow.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Next one if my rods went over with a screaming drag. I had Paul grab it and he was tight to a strong fast beast. He was fighting it, then thought he lost it. Then it took off again, then went slack. And then finally it came tight and stayed tight. It was quite the show. He finally hauled in a nice sized bull nosed ray. We photo'd and released it quickly. Then, not another touch. We packed it in and headed off the beach. We took the scenic route home and stopped at Brittons Bakery for some of the best cream donuts and apple fritters to be had. The sugar rush made up for the overall poor fishing. Actually, ending the day with the two brawlers made the day. The donuts were just dessert...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div>

<div>We used bloodworms on high low rigs for kingfish and other species. We had three other rods set up for sharks or rays with chunks of kingfish, spot, and skate wing.</div>

Cape May Surf Fishing 

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Back in the surf again this morning with Jim and Shay. I set out the usual assortment of rods. The crabs were slightly less ravenous today, but still tore up our baits. Of course I forgot to bring a rag along and made a mess of my shirt. Then a bloodworm decided to hose me with it's blood, adding to the mess that I was.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">The fish were fairly cooperative today. We managed to land seven kingfish, a few spot, a doggie, two skates, and a brown shark. It wasn't fast and furious, but it was fun. And we we catching, unlike most everyone else fishing the beach.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We had the usual natural displays going on; dolphins crashing bait, ospreys picking off unsuspecting fish, a few small bird plays on small bait, and the usual assortment of beachgoing shoobies. The highlight of the trip was Shay battling the little brown shark. It dragged him down the beach and drew the usual crowd. Shay fought it like a champ while proud dad captured the battle on video. We tried for another shark, or big ray, but it didn't happen. Maybe another time. Given how cloudy the water looked today, it wasn't too bad. Hopefully it keeps improving...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div>

10/6/22

<div>We ran out to the reef today, and two wrecks, and landed fluke, skates, and a squid.</div>

<div>We used spinning rods and reels with top and bottom rigs, with a fluke ball hooked weight on the bottom, and a teaser hook above. Baits were orange Gulp, squid, and clam.</div>

Reef and wreck fishing

<div>Morning and evening surf trips.</div>

<div>surf rods and a variety of bait. Hand tied top and bottom rigs and shark rigs.</div>

Surf Trips

<div>these guys were all over the wrecks.</div>

<div>we landed three nice keepers and many throw backs.</div>

<div>got one while trolling. the water was 74-76 degrees and crystal blue. Flying fish were erupting sporadically from the water.</div>

Atlantic Bonito

<div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Ran out to a local reef this morning with Chris to see what we could find. We had damn near perfect conditions; light wind, enough cloud cover to keep it nice, and a fairly calm sea state.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We made it out to our destination fairly quickly and set up a drift over a nice wreck. I got it right the second attempt, and Chris hooked up immediately. We made a bunch of short drifts over the wreckage and picked off sea bass and flounder fairly consistently.&nbsp; We ended up with three keeper fluke to 19", and two keeper sea bass. Chris was high hook.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Around the time the bite slowed up a dive boat rolled up and asked if we planned to move any time soon. We I formed them that we were in fact making our last drift and they could have the spot. They were grateful and proceeded to tell us all about the myriad of species we were fishing over as the structure holds loads of critters. I asked if they ever came across lobsters? They said they did, but not lately. After our informative conversation we cruised off to try some rubble. Not a touch. We checked another wreck. Dead also.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Given the suddenly dismal fishing we decided to try our luck at trolling. We ran a little ways off the reef area and deployed a variety of metals and a teaser bird with a Clark spoon attached in tow. We cruised around doing 5-6mph. The water on the reef was 71-72 degrees. The area we were trolling was 75-76 degrees. And the water was a clear and blue as could be.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">As we trolled around we marked all sorts of bait schools. Then we had a few flying fish erupt from the water. Those little buggers are so damn cool, and pretty! There were little storm petrals flying here and there. And a huge leatherback turtle came up to gulp some air. Finally, the bird teaser Clark spoon got hit. Chris hauled in a little false albie. No other action.</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">We ran back to the reef to give it a try again. We were one of five boats left on the reef. We drifted over the structure three times, got a few hits, but no hook ups. Decided to call it a day. Even though all of our good action came from one wreck, we had a great time. Things are finally starting to look up and shape up to where they should be this time of the year. Finally...</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 16px;">Tight Lines!</span></div>

<div>spinning rods and reels. Flounder rigs, and trolling gear.</div>

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