That salty air on the way back from Maine may have infected me with an urge to go striper fishing! Busted out my gear: 9wt., 9ft. rod, box of clousers, deceivers, poppers, sand eel patterns, shiners and other sundry flies. Leaders so dry and worn that Carmens dozen would break off, one rod still has scales from the last bluefish I caught (maybe ten years ago). Yes its been that long, well I've been busy! In a few more weeks fishing in the Carmens will end and I do need something to do.
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