Backtrack to
the winter of 2010. DJ asked for a saltwater fly rod for Christmas. I bought
him one but unbeknownst to me so did one of his aunts. Needless to say we were
both pretty happy that there were now two 9 weight saltwater fly rods in the
house. That summer DJ caught a couple of stripers on his fly rod. He didn't get
any keepers but we did manage a few decent schoolies at a couple of locations.
I did not
catch any stripers on mine the few times I used it. I got so desperate I
trolled a fly behind me for a couple hours one night in a saltwater pond filled
with bass. I got a couple hits but no hook ups. I can’t say I gave up trying
out of frustration. I gave up the fly rod because I was catching fish on my
spinning gear, and I’d rather catch than blank.
Fast forward
back to the present, specifically Wednesday June 11.
I still hadn't caught a striper on a fly but I hadn't really tried again until this
year. DJ and I fished the Narrow River a couple weeks ago without any luck. On
June 11, we went to Newport. We got some BBQ at Becky’s in Middletown then went
fishing. I went to a seminar over the winter about fishing Newport. The guide
running the seminar said a specific area was almost a guarantee during a high
tide at sunset in June. I stored that piece of info in my head for four months.
When the time came we made the trip.
The guide
was right on target with his info. I caught a schoolies on my first cast. We
fished through the night. Between us we caught about 35 fish. As we were
catching I noticed fish breaking off a beach to my right. I went over and
caught a few fish on my light spinning rod. Some fish were splashing within
feet of me. It wasn’t a blitz but I’d see a fish splash every 30 seconds or so.
I grabbed
DJ’s fly rod (he long since got bored catching and was sitting in a comfy spot
texting). I didn’t get any hits for a long time using a homemade black
deceiver. I tried stripping fast and slow. Finally after at least 30
frustrating minutes I tried pausing the fly and letting it sink then moving it
again. That did the trick, I hooked my first ever fly rod striper.
Unfortunately, it was my smallest fish of the night. I could have easily
overpowered it with my freshwater five weight. I’d say half the trout I caught
this year were larger than this striper. It didn’t matter too much to me, the
monkey was off my back.
I casted out
again and caught my second striper, about the same size as the first. I caught
it with the same stop and go technique. At that point it was 11:30 and I had an
hour ride home.
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