Had a tremendous day using the GotStryper bait in pink. The attached photo shows one of the six bass that was taken aboard the GotStryper in a five hour trip off of Chatham. Lost one that was bigger than this when he swam away with the gaff.
I love surf cast fishing with my friends from 24/7. But I am more at home on a boat with a hook and an eel.
The continuing adventures of Captain Dan and Coalman.
I have been looking forward to this trip. It was a year ago Dan put his 2 personal best (PB) 35 pound striped bass in his boat. Our striped bass adventures in August and September saw fish measured in pounds not inches.
We got on the water about 10:30 PM. We were armed with a cooler full of eels. The first couple hours were slow. All we managed to do was drown a few eels. As the incoming tide picked up its pace we put the first fish in the boat.
38" 19 pounds
It took a few more drifts to get "dialed in". I hooked up for fish number two. As Dan was about to net the fish we saw two fish in the headlamps. One fish dwarfed the other. My hook was embedded in a 36". The big one swam away.
The tide turned out just before the sky started to show gray. It was the Captains turn now. This bass had fight.
I bent the net boating this fish. It is Captain Dan's new PB . The measure said 47". Only because that is how high it went. The fish was bigger.
The scale said 41 pounds 7 ounces.
Captain Dan's new PB striped bass.
All the bass were released to fight another day. Stay tuned for more continuing adventures of Captain Dan and Coalman. The summer is young.
Congrats Cheech...I know how you feel. I recently started chasing stripers too and haven't had much luck. I've tried everything...eeling at night, poppers, swimmers, shads, chunk, bucktails......and only a few fish over maaaany hours of dunking. I'm an avid largemouth fisherman and can bag 20 on any given day but these stripers are a whole different animal...I did however, with the help of Shocktherapy, get this one over the weekend...about 31" ....absolute junkie now.
Wow I had no Idea there were so many places to catch striper.
Around here I have to run up a rock strewn river or creek, patch holes in the boat and fish
in 3-6' of water. During the winter they run back into the lakes and thats when I have trouble
Wild Dave couldn't have picked a worst week to come down, relentless storms, heavy wind, rain and fog made for a miserable week...Monday night into Tuesday looked like a good slot, although the clouds threatened at times we ended up having a decent night weather wise, because of the uncertainty in the forecast, I stayed"home" and opted to fish the river rather than risk running the beach...
I picked Dave and Meghan up at their cottage at 8:00, soon after we were trolling eels on the "Mac".. shortly after civil twilight we had a screamer, I set the hook and handed the rod off to Meghan, unfortunately the fish wasn't solidly hooked and was lost in the hand off.... we spooked a few fish during the rising tide, but had no takers, the river fish have been very spooky and fussy when it comes to chow, about half tide, I began casting and had a solid take after a dozen half hearted taps, once again I handed the rod off to Meghan and the battle was joined, after a prolonged battle, Miss Megan bested a fish in the low 20lb range on my light #15 test outfit... great job Meghan!... Now we had fish all around the boat, but as has been the protocol as of late, they had lock jaw, shortly latter the port troller laid down to the gunnel and Wild Dave jumped on the rod.... after another spirited battle, I netted another 20lb class fish for him... so the night went, we laughed talked about hunting fishing and life.. two veteran warriors from different cultures and countries, sharing what we like best about life...just being on the water or afield, any fish caught were a bonus, we stayed until the first streaks of grey dawn and a fog bank told us it was over...... We ended the night with 5 fish, the largest approx 30lbs, the smallest about 15lbs, one of the slower nights of the season ,.but one of the most enjoyable, which I was happy to be able to share with this fine Gentleman and his daughter from Canada...
I live in the Midwest and would like to get some opinions on if a fish I caught was a hybrid or striper. Both hybrids and stripers reside in this tailwater. I released the fish, so, in the long run it doesn't really matter. But, if it was a hybrid it was possibly a new world record. No joke. Here's a fish story......
A couple of buddies and I were fishing our local honeyhole. Got in the water about 7:00 pm and fished with them until around 11:00 pm. It was a weeknight, so, we couldn't stay out too late. The fish weren't biting and my two buddies had to leave around 11:00. They had to drive about an hour to get home. I live within 30 minutes, so, I decided to stay another hour. We had thrown flies and stick baits during our four hours of fishing with no love reciprocated from the fish. Flies and stickbaits = no love, maybe they're down deeper.
I tied on a big 'ol Sassy Shad and told myself, "Self, those fish are in here." An hour passed by....no love. I'll give it 30 more minutes.
I positioned the boat in the fast current with a jumbled up mess of a seam to my right, but, a fairly well defined seam behind where warm water is mixing with cool water. Weird water about 40 feet deep. Threw out the Sassy Shad and let it work through the jumbled up mess of a seam down to the transition water. A couple of sharp snaps of the rod and let the bait flutter back down all the while telling myself, "I'm injured, eat me". I talk to myself alot.
Tap, what the??? Threw the rod tip forward setting the hook. Darn, a freaking log way down deep. No, wait the lines going slack, fish on! A fairly short struggle ensued...6-7 minutes. He/she (the fish) was very cordial and came in rather easily. Just a bunch of bulldogging and a couple of short bursts. I was geared with medium / heavy tackle, so, it wasn't an epic battle.
First thing I thought when lipping the fishing and bringing her on board was what a football. The Sassy Shad was in the top of the lip and this beautiful fish was not injured in the least. Is that a hybrid? Surely not. Too big. I'll take a picture for visual proof to my buddies that I'm not full of stuffing. There's no scale / depth proportion to a fish on the bottom of a boat, hopefully, somebody is on the bank and will be kind enough to take a picture for me. My motors' running and I was only 50' out from the bank. Yep, two dudes. "Hey, guys could you take a picture". "Yeah, bring it on" I think was the response. I lowered the fish in the water with a firm grip on the lip and went to the bank. "Holy Crap!" "What you catch that on?" "That's a hog" were the responses received from my two new best friends. Click. One picture. Thanks guys.
I lowered the fish back in the water and shoved off to revive the fish out in the fast current / cold water. No problems. The fish was still full of spunk and gave me a shot of cold water up the nose in response to interupting her dinner time.
The fish had a minimal broken patch near it's pectoral fin. And, it kind of had a tongue patch, but not really. I've caught hybrids up to 8 lbs. and this fish had the dimensions of a hybrid. But, I just don't know. It could have just been a squat / short striper. Digital scale fluctuated between 28 lb. 15 oz and 29 lb. 3 oz.
Whatcha guys think?
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Had my 1st charter this week with my favorite type of clients... a father and his son. Tim & Tim came on board for the morning and although we were limited to where we could go due to heavy fog, we found some decent fish.
It's always fun to have families on board and it seems like the kids always get the first fish. As it should be....
We 3 wayed live baits today in 30-50ft of water catching a few and watching many big bass chase our offerings to the surface.
We had 2 nice fish early and then about 9am I got a call from Capt. Anderson who gave me a heads up to the nice pile of fish he was on so we took a ride. Sure enough Blaine and his son BJ were into fish when we pulled up. So I had 2 father/son teams working around me.