While Jerry has been actively in pursuit of the spring striper run, I finally dusted off my waders and joined him for a late night trip to the beach. Admittedly, my surf casting success last year was extremely limited, but with the way my first fishing venture of the season went last night...this year is already looking much more promising...
We arrived and made our way down the beach, taking a few casts along the way. I hadn't been surf fishing since early fall last year as I have been taking graduate courses and late night fishing trips became late night course work for me. I put on a needle fish and slowly worked it in the calm water. I had visited our "plug wall" and picked out a nice variety of plugs to try out. The needle fish was easy to cast, but bored me with the slow retrieval. As it got later in the evening and we made our way down to "the spot" I tried a metal lip swimmer and a big black sluggo. The sluggo had one hit, but otherwise nothing.
I started to worry that perhaps, here I was again, bringing a case of bad luck to our surf fishing adventures--there was a time last year that this fear was always lurking in the back of my mind. Feeling a little anxious, I decided to throw on my most favorite, if not overused lure, the S.P. Minnow. A BLURPLE one, of course. I had promised myself that I would expand my horizons and try new plugs, working on my casting skills (keep in mind that I'm five foot tall, trying to whip around a ten foot rod with a big ol' Penn reel), but it was time to start catching!
I walked by Jerry, jokingly shouting, "Time to quit f-ing around! I put my BLURPLE on!" I have named my favorite lure BLURPLE, because I can't seem to remember whether it is S.P. or S.B., and well, I think the word BLURPLE is hilarious. Anyway...I took a single cast with my old standby and there they were...FISH ON! I caught my first guy of the season and we took a picture, even though he was just a lil' guy.
|First striper of the season for me!|
|Jerry and I kept doubling up, too! Look at the dedication, I bled all over my surf top from hook wounds brought on by my thrashing fish.|