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Birds, sometimes just out of reach. |
Buoyed by the prospect of NW winds on the morning of
Sunday, November 26, Jeff and I met up at 5:45 AM on a street end in a beach
town in Central, not Northern, New Jersey this time. There was a bit of a swell that the NW wind had
not yet knocked down after a couple days of strong South winds, which had dirted
the water in addition to roughing it up.
It was not good. We stayed put at
a decent spot for first light, but we moved around when nothing was happening
at 7:30 AM. What little activity we saw during
our travels was not in casting distance even with a 15 MPH NW wind. Sometimes they were painfully close to being
in range for me with a spoon! We tried
but suffered another skunk, unless you count two shad I landed on a teaser. We did find
a great rip and bar at low tide that I made a mental note to revisit at a
better tide and with cleaner water. That
was the plan for November 30, and it proved to be a good one.
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Jeff found a sunrise porker. |
We were on the beach again on Thursday morning at 6 AM
waiting for the sun and the bass. They
showed up big time. I knew from some
boots on the ground on Wednesday, including young Peter, that there was a bite
in the area. So did everyone else by Thursday,
of course. The beach looked like it was hosting
a Saturday crowd. Who am I to judge, as
Jeff and I were both using each other as work appointments! We both had a hard stops around 9 AM, and we
stuck to the plan. I was home and cleaned
up for a Zoom meeting at 12 PM. But in
those three hours of fishing, we landed close to 50 bass. I know I had just shy of 30 fish, and many, many were emergency slot keeper size, not the bonus slot keeper size, with at least four
between us that were closer to 34 inches.
Jeff had a big fat boy just before sunrise, and I also had two over the
slot early. We left them biting too—eyes
to the sand, don’t look back, you have to go to work. It would have been harder to leave had we not
torn them up for three hours.
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More Jeff fish. |
It appeared to be a sandeel bite because it was mostly what
I call a no-show blitz. Nothing showing
besides a bass part if you were lucky enough to glimpse one, but the fish were
there in waves and smaller packs. A
green SP minnow was definitely doing some work, but Jeff had success on the
schoolbus. After catching 20 fish on trebles,
I started tossing the bunker spoon with a single siwash hook, and they ate that
too. The last three fish I caught when
it was just a pick from the bars hit a classic yellow/orange Yozuri Mag Minnow
that actually sinks and digs into the bar until it flies over deeper water in a
slough or cut and gets clobbered. It was
a favorite bait the last time sandeels had dug in along the bars pre-2019.
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I found a few (dozen) too. |
It was crowded, but we were lucky to have some good guys
and good fishermen nearby. Jeff and I
were separated once the action got hot and heavy, as I have tunnel vision
and get focused on the job at hand.
Between us we actually had two Jersey-famous celebs, I guess. Mickey and Nick. If you know who they are, you know who they
are. Let’s just say one was once a rock
star from Bucks County, PA. Tangles were
kept to a minimum, like maybe two in three hours, and plenty of laughs and good
times were had. I am wired to seek out
the bite away from the crowd, but that is impossible of late, so it is good to
be in good company at least! I have had
some jamoke-fests, especially in MoCo, and I am not even talking about my good
buddy Sandy Dunkin! Jeff had at least 15
fish, maybe more, and probably wanted me closer to photograph all of them to send
to his brother-in-law and my good friend, Dolf.
I told him I got the best one for him, and the rest all looked the same! Call me crazy, but I may head down on Friday
too. Why not start December right, am I right? Stay tuned, yo.
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SP, Mag Minnow, THex bunker spoon, etc. A lot of fish between us! |
I was going to text wondering if this year was not like the last. I guess you answered that one! Was surprised to see you slummin it south of BI! :)
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Ocean County not Ocean City! Still won't catch me south of Brigantine ;)
DeleteWell done, man. You earned it!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Dave! More variables affecting success in the surf than even the Mighty Lehigh River! Sometimes it all comes together and makes all the long drives worth it.
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