Game plan: Fish the Sedges Tuesday evening, Wednesday all day, surf launch Thursday A.M.
Reality: Surf launch Tuesday early evening, fish Sedges Tuesday night thru Wednesday night. (head home early exhausted)
"You should have been here yesterday, it was the boil of the century! You could see their tails from here", says a guy on a bike with a beer on the boardwalk. We were unloading our gear at the Shark River inlet.
A good launch for the future. That's the takeaway. The L jetty was slightly useful, also tricky in different ways.
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Steve assessing the situation |
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going in |
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Had to avoid the people fishing the jetty, but luckily they kept moving so it wasn't hard |
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Steve and the SRI drawbridge |
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Reverse landing (Steve is about to meet the wave) |
After our unfruitful surf launch we headed down the coast to IBSP. We fished the usual spots. I pulled a bass out of snake ditch on a swim-bait, while Steve drifted eels for larger fish. With the wind and current blowing us North and full of fatigue we landed our butts for the night in a new spot.
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"Fox poop" campsite |
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Another view from "fox poop" campsite |
Conditions were less than ideal. We were still dealing with winds steady at 12, gusting to 20 mph. I had one blow up on a popper in the A.M., then Steve had a million "almost" fish. We fished around some islands and Steve pulled this one fish out.
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a slow two days, one of four fish caught |
Later, after a break at the million dollar bathroom, slack tide and a lull in the wind coincided. I had another bass on topwater near an island.
We're still waiting for our shot at the big body of fish arriving in our area. (Well they did over the next two days.) But as they say, don't chase reports, make reports. So there you have it!
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