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Finally got to FISH!

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#1 Lunk


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Posted 14 August 2004 - 09:05 PM

We spent the last week in Avalon NJ with my whole extended family, so I made the most of the time. After a terrible year of freshwater fishing, or rather non-fishing due to high, fast muddy water, it was a pleasure to only have to fight wind. I started each day with a pre-dawn trip to Corson's Inlet State Park. I didn't have much luck with fish there, but I saw two grey foxes and what I am certain was a coyote there. The blues were pretty active, but I didn't do well with them, so I changed my focus to Townsend's Inlet. On my third cast to the water at the end of a short jetty I connected with an 18"-19" striper; my first ever on the long rod. That spot also yielded a flounder about 15" long. On the north side of the inlet I hit into some fast bluefish action, though nothing too big. I didn't care. All but one of the fish I caught took a baitfish pattern I put together while I was down there. Essentially, it is a white bucktail streamer tied sparse, slightly weighted, with an orange floss body inside. Down each side were just about 3-4 chartreuse bucktail hairs mixed with silver crystal flash. With no epoxy in my kit, I laid on several layer of head cement and painted the eyes on with red metallic 'hooker' nail polish. They held up better than I had a right to expect.

All in all, it was a good week, although my mother just couldn't grasp the concept of a fishing trip being considered a good one if no fish came home. "Don't you get discouraged?" she asked, so I told her about the coyote. It didn't help. Ah, well. Today we arrived home to find my home waters just returning to their own channels again, and it looks like I won't be out again too soon.
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