fmTuna
06-25-2009, 08:36 AM
Once again,, the annual truck trip with Craig the Lurker did not disappoint :thumbsup:.
Nice, foul weather in Rhode Island drove 8' breakers into the rocks and the schoolies were in the suds eating sandeels. Unlike when you hookup in this neighborhood, when you catch one up there, you keep catching.
From Jamestown thru Narragansett to Newport, if you found the rocks with the whitewater you found the fish. I fell back in love with my Habs black and white stubby needlefish as it was my top producer by far while Craig banged them on top with his Greatful Dead Jumpin Minnow. Sadly, I lost two other Habs while I was up there to the razor sharp rock ledges.
After a couple days of great action we headed up too the legendary Monomoy Island for a couple days of flyrod sight fishing, but unfortunatly the good RI weather is very bad Monomoy weather. We picked a couple fish off of South Monomoy blind casting, but it was really more casting practice than fishing.
We did start a conversation with a couple guys we met on the beach, and they took us for an new experience that will absolutly be repeated on our next trip... flyfishing the Brewster flats on the bayside.
Picture this, you look out at low tide over almost a mile of beach from land's edge out to where the breakers are with just a couple shallow channels (which are lined with oyster racks... pretty cool). You start the walk and wade thru the area, noting carefully where you are by the polyball markers on the oyster racks, headed for the breakers. About 20 minutes later you get there and start fishing the edges of the small channels that feed onto the flats. The the incoming tide begins.... and it does not flow in, it rips in.
For the next hour you are retreating back towards the area that you came in on, fishing as much as possible but at the same time paying close attention to where you are as the small creeks are now roaring with water that is approaching wader-high and the flats are going from dead dry to just under knee deep.... and there are bass everywhere.
If you time it right, it is crazy action with fish galore... if you time it wrong, you drown... and they lose fishermen there every year.
It was not happening while we were there but our new friends told us that at dead low you can go to the edge of the breakers and actually watch huge schools of big fish "surfing" the waves into the beach with their bucket mouths open scooping sandeels all the way, and turning way in just barely enough water to swim in... just amazing...
I did not take my Nikon out in the fishing areas in wither RI or the Cape because of the weather, but Craig has some nice shots of some of the fish we C&R'd... will post when I get them from him.
I know we missed out on chasing big fish down here while we were gone, but the change of scenery, the opportunity to again climb real cliffs to reach the whitewater, and the new experience of Brewster, made this trip (our 7th in 7 years) a remarkable experience.
If you have any desire to go, shoot me an email and I will give you a couple target areas to hit..... :thumbsup:
Nice, foul weather in Rhode Island drove 8' breakers into the rocks and the schoolies were in the suds eating sandeels. Unlike when you hookup in this neighborhood, when you catch one up there, you keep catching.
From Jamestown thru Narragansett to Newport, if you found the rocks with the whitewater you found the fish. I fell back in love with my Habs black and white stubby needlefish as it was my top producer by far while Craig banged them on top with his Greatful Dead Jumpin Minnow. Sadly, I lost two other Habs while I was up there to the razor sharp rock ledges.
After a couple days of great action we headed up too the legendary Monomoy Island for a couple days of flyrod sight fishing, but unfortunatly the good RI weather is very bad Monomoy weather. We picked a couple fish off of South Monomoy blind casting, but it was really more casting practice than fishing.
We did start a conversation with a couple guys we met on the beach, and they took us for an new experience that will absolutly be repeated on our next trip... flyfishing the Brewster flats on the bayside.
Picture this, you look out at low tide over almost a mile of beach from land's edge out to where the breakers are with just a couple shallow channels (which are lined with oyster racks... pretty cool). You start the walk and wade thru the area, noting carefully where you are by the polyball markers on the oyster racks, headed for the breakers. About 20 minutes later you get there and start fishing the edges of the small channels that feed onto the flats. The the incoming tide begins.... and it does not flow in, it rips in.
For the next hour you are retreating back towards the area that you came in on, fishing as much as possible but at the same time paying close attention to where you are as the small creeks are now roaring with water that is approaching wader-high and the flats are going from dead dry to just under knee deep.... and there are bass everywhere.
If you time it right, it is crazy action with fish galore... if you time it wrong, you drown... and they lose fishermen there every year.
It was not happening while we were there but our new friends told us that at dead low you can go to the edge of the breakers and actually watch huge schools of big fish "surfing" the waves into the beach with their bucket mouths open scooping sandeels all the way, and turning way in just barely enough water to swim in... just amazing...
I did not take my Nikon out in the fishing areas in wither RI or the Cape because of the weather, but Craig has some nice shots of some of the fish we C&R'd... will post when I get them from him.
I know we missed out on chasing big fish down here while we were gone, but the change of scenery, the opportunity to again climb real cliffs to reach the whitewater, and the new experience of Brewster, made this trip (our 7th in 7 years) a remarkable experience.
If you have any desire to go, shoot me an email and I will give you a couple target areas to hit..... :thumbsup: