Quick little update for you stripers fiends this Friday afternoon (what day is it, really?). We’ve reached the point in the spring run where making the decision as to where and when to pursue stripers can be panic inducing. We are paralyzed by the thought of choosing a spot and choosing wrong. I’m feeling that […]
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And by chickens, I mean feeding, dive bombing, screeching birds. Thousands of them! This week, the bait fuse was lit across Buzzards Bay, the Southside, and Cape Cod Bay. And of course, waves of migratory bass followed. We really have two major size classes all the way from Buzzards Bay to Boston right now– 22″ […]
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The Pats won in a fashion that most likely had Bill Belichick VERY HAPPY well past the four-hour threshold. There’s your analysis. Last night scrolling through Twitter, adrenaline still pumping through my brain, someone tweeted a picture of a truck with a Sox logo on it. “Truck Day,” it said. What a stupid thing, I […]
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She must have taken the deceiver as it dropped unattended through the water column–some 30 pounds of Cape Cod spring-run striper. A big bass, the kind I was after, had engulfed all three trebles of Capt. Bill’s plug. ‘I can’t see the hook points anymore’, he tells me, pulling her up onto the gunnels. ‘I […]
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Saturday was another flat calm day in the Bay. We’ve seemed to have a lot of these this year. The forecast called for light and variable until around 9am, when it shifted to a fairly hard east blow, so we made the call to fish the outgoing tide in the Three Bays. On board the Mal […]
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If our catch ratio of big fish the past two trips were a batting average, we’d be in the Hall of Fame. Batting .500 is great for baseball–but not great for fishing. Before we delve into the reports a few observations: The amount of pogies from Green Harbor to the Canal is out of control. But with […]
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The canal was loaded up this week. I mean the bite was hot hot hot. But if you’re reading this, you don’t need me to tell you that. Just pull up your Facebook and you’ll see a hundred posts of anglers holding up big dead stripers. I won’t talk about the canal here, because when […]
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Ladies and gents, it’s July 10th, and we’re catching stripers. Upon landing at Logan at 11pm on the 3rd of July, I immediately began planning out my fishing trips for the coming week. On the honeymoon, I had received numerous texts from fishing buddies along the lines of: “sucks you’re in mexico, stripers are busting […]
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Folks–if you’ve been following along, you’ll know that I wasn’t able to get much fishing done this weekend. On Saturday, I got married to this beautiful girl. It was a perfect wedding (we didn’t even mind the light mist at the outside ceremony), and the reception was a wild time. My brother, the best man, […]
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Saturday was an early wake up for a 4am lines-in-the-water call. Radio chatter and smack-talk began around 4:15am. But this is the fun part about fishing a tournament. The less-than-fun part is getting out front and meeting a nice 15-20kt wind and a 2-3 foot chop. And man that wind was cold. But, we sucked it […]
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