Well, yesterday is a day I will remember for a Very Long Time.
I didn't go out to the Ct River until 5pm.
I hit the Launch in Windsor behind the resturant up to the brook that comes in.
Tossing the Hollow belly paddle tail 5" on a 3/8 oz gotcha jig, a smaller version and I put on a big spook with a black head and
Chart body, didn't throw that till dark.
I kept going back and forth to each lure, Picked up one dink
and a smallie.
So I packed up and moved up the road to a point I could see
from the launch towards the 91 bridge, Nada.
Moved up a little further at 8:43pm set up and there was a fellow
Who's dad belongs to the site there. He hadn't even had a bite.
Threw out the spook a few times, and was walking the dog, Nada.
Sooooooooooooo I grabed my Hollow Belly by Berkely and went to work
The fellow (I can't remember his name??) moved up the shore towards the Bridge, I start casting out to the end of the trees, swiming
it back at a slow steady retrieve and BAMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!
Down goes my rod tip and ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Goes the Drag, OH MY GOD, is what I yelled, OH MY GOD Its a Keeper
Its striping drag like crazy, the fellow starts coming back
to give me a hand, The Fish Rises, rolls and ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Then he tells me, He Hates Me ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I gain a little, then ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Battle her back again but 20feet from shore was all she was giving me ....for now ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I have her on my med, fiberglass Papa George Rod, 14# Fireline Crystal
with a 17# floro Vanish Leader.
She is head shaking like a wild women, she Jumps and ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Again, I don't want to tighten my drag in fear of breaking off,
I'm gaining on her one more time, Now We See her OH MY GOD!!!!
I gain back the ground again he reached down to get my grips on her for me and ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
One more time, I was able to turn her now, get her closer to him,
He gets the gripper on, AND SHE'S MINE!!!!!
It took everything I had to lift this fish for a picture.
34" 16.2lbs My Personal Best Striper.
I tried to revive her, but its was not ment to be.
So Looks like we'll be eating some wonderful striper very soon.
LIFE IS GOOD!!!!!
One crazy chick, that Loves to fish.
You can take what you want from life......As long as you give a little Back.
LIFE MEMBER since 11/2005