Looking and Learning

On Saturday, July 25th, the weather forecast was perfect for a trip to the shoreline and another wonderful al fresco meal at the Wharf Restaurant in Madison. From our seats I could see a youngster catching Bunker from the jetty, so when lunch was over Kathy and I took a stroll to investigate, enjoy the breeze and walk off lunch.

We arrived just in time for an impromptu lesson on how not to cast. The young fisherman put a mighty effort into distance casting his lure, but it all went belly up when the rod separated at the ferrule and the top section went further than the lure…Note – don’t bite your lip so hard when trying not to laugh out loud.

Fishing at Madison.

Fishing at Madison.

Panoramic view of Long Island Sound.

Panoramic view of Long Island Sound.

Knowing the comedic entertainment couldn’t match those levels again we headed off to Old Saybrook. We took a detour to check out Clinton Town Beach for future reference. It looked like a nice spot and definitely worth a visit in the weeks ahead.

At Old Saybrook we watched several guys fishing from the Dock & Dine jetty, again using both bait and spinning methods. We saw a couple of Fluke come up on the lighter spinning gear but other than that it was quiet.

Dock & Dine jetty at Old Saybrook.

Dock & Dine jetty at Old Saybrook.

The dock area near the Saybrook Point Inn yielded more activity. Shortly before we arrived a 25lb+ Striped Bass had been caught and now Sea Robins and Bunker were providing plenty of sport for the assembled rods. It was also noticeable how much seaweed and grass was being snagged on lines and weights.

Striped Bass catch.

Striped Bass catch.

I took plenty of pictures for future reference including some homemade rod supports constructed from timber and PVC piping lashed to the safety railings with rope or bungee cords.

Homemade rod support.

Homemade rod support.

There are only so many visits we could make before I started to make gear selections and actually buying the stuff. It was time to poop or get off the pot as my American friends like to say.

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