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My First successful Fishing at the beach.

Sunday, August 31, 2008
Fishing is fun. And if you can make some catch, it feels great.
Though I love fishing, couldn’t go to fish in many months. The first place in South Carolina I went for fishing was the dam in Broad River in Columbia. I went there fishing only three days and actually that was the first time I went fishing with lure. And was learning. The first day took me a while to learn using lure, but I made a catch. A Bass, a little one but good enough to encourage. The second day caught a White Perch and the third day caught another one.
May 2008 I relocated to Bridgeport, Connecticut. Didn’t forget to bring my fishing equipment with me and was looking for place to go fishing.
A co-worker told me that there is a nice park called Sea Side Park near University of Bridgeport where he goes fishing sometimes.

When I went to the park I noticed some people fishing in the open beach. I thought they were just wasting time. How can someone catch fish in such an open beach?? But there was a fishing pier there and I wanted to try there.
Two days I tried fishing in that fishing pier and didn’t catch anything and didn’t even see anyone making a catch. But I used to go to the park almost every week as it’s very near from my apartment. Then one day as my wife and I were walking by a fishing man I noticed him pulling up a Herring (Alewife/Blueback Herring). As I smiled at him he pointed to another guy and told me he caught at least 35 of them. I stood and watched as that guy pulling up 4 more Herrings in about 10 minutes. I had found my fishing place. It was not the fishing pier, it was one rocky corner of the beach. My wife wanted to start fishing at that very moment. But I wanted to see more although I had my fishing equipment right in the trunk of my car.

Herrings, Alewives

The next day we went back to the spot where those guys were fishing. We spent about an hour and caught 7 Herrings. The one’s I caught were 6″ to 8″ size. That was not bad for the first day. The second day we caught 9 Herrings and a Striped Bass.
Today I am going to buy more metal lures for Herrings and if the weather is favorable this afternoon we will go fishing again.

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July 2009, one of my best Fishing trips.

I love Fishing. It refreshes me and it’s like a therapy to me. When I am Fishing I am just thinking about Fishing and I can simply forget about the whole world and all the worries I have. So when one Friday night in July 2009, my buddy Stan called and asked if I wanted to go Fishing on his boat the next morning, I was thrilled.

I was working night shifts that time and was coming home from work around 4am every night. We planned to go out Fishing at 5am in the morning, high tide will be at 8.30am and the best time to go Bass Fishing is right before sun rise and early morning after sun rise. So I just didn’t go to bed all night. 4.30am I was out driving to the rendezvous point at the mouth of the Connecticut River. My buddy Stan is an addictive Fisher man. He has a little boat that is great for two men Fishing.

It was a beautiful Saturday morning with a lot of sunshine a small patches of white could in the sky. We launched the boat and head towards the mouth of the Connecticut River. Stan gave me a rubber Eel that was about 13 inches to use as lure for Striped Bass. I thought it’s just too big for any Fish. When I told Stan about its size he laughed and said “it might be a little too big but give it a try, might work”. I thought he was trying to fool me but still hooked it up with a 4inch hook and started casting. Not even after 5 casts I felt a strong pull in my line. It was a fighter. It fought for about 5 minutes and when I had it next to the boat we both were thrilled to see the size of the Striped Bass I caught. Stan gave me a hand with his net, and measured it. It was just over 27inches. In Connecticut the legal size of a Striped Bass to take home is 28inch. So I threw it back into the River. We both were glad, the beginning was good and my doubt about the size of the huge lure proved wrong.

We both started casting, nothing happed in about another 10 minutes and then Baamm. I had another hit, this time it felt even heavier. It started to pull my line like crazy and I started to think it might break the line. Fortunately I have about 300 yards of line in my Fishing wheel. I let it pull until it slowed down, and I started wheeling. It pulled again and I kept playing with it. After about 10 minutes of playing tug of war, I had it next to the boat and looking at the Striped Bass we both knew it was definitely a keeper. Stan grabbed the net and brought it onboard. We measured it, it was a 33incher. Man I was happy. I could see my wife cooking Striped Bass with big chunk of tomatoes with a lot of onions and chilly. I love hot Bass with tomatoes. Stan started saying “Dude you are showing off now”, for he had not caught anything yet.

We Fished in that location for another hour and caught some smaller Striped Basses. None of them were over 28 inches so we released them all into the River. We moved more towards to sea. There is a rock formation coming out of the water almost in the middle of the River. Stan suggested there might be schools of Bass by the rocks. We started casting near the rocks and didn’t have to wait too long. I had another hit. This time it was fighting even more. I knew it’s not a Bass. It was pulling a lot faster and moving this side to that side very fast. It went round the boat three times, then started to pull towards to sea. Then right when it slowed down a bit, I started wheeling. After a good fight the Fish was tired and was next to the boat, Stan netted and brought it on board. It was a Blue Fish. It was a 33 inch Blue Fish. The largest Blue Fish I had caught so far. I put it in the cooler as I wanted to bring it home too. In few minutes Stan caught another big Blue Fish and then he suggested that we move to a different place. Because Blue Fish of that size could actually mess up our Fishing lines. We moved towards the sea a little more. The time was about 10am by them. We started casting again and this time I was using a smaller rubber minnow.  With the rubber Eel whatever I caught were large size but seems like as the sun got stronger the larger Fishes were biting less and less, they probably were moving to the deeper sea. Stan was using his fly rod and was catching smaller Striped Bass and Blue Fishes. As I started using the rubber minnow I started getting bites we were not catching a lot. Stan suggested “Let’s troll for a few”. So we went trolling with my bait in the water about 25 feet behind the boat. Right when Stan was about to stop the engine, I felt a strong pull in my line again. It was another fighter. After fighting for about 5 minutes I pulled it on board it was another Blue Fish. I measured the size and it was a 30 incher. I put this one in the cooler too. Stan said “dude you are showing off man”, I laughed. Stan caught a more Fish than I did but the Fishes I caught were all way bigger than his catches. Thanks to the huge rubber Eel.

Around 11 am we decided to start returning home. On our way back we slowed down at the place where I caught the first Striped Bass and started trolling again. As we were trolling, I felt lie the line was heavy  but there was no movement. I thought I caught a tree branch. I told Stan and he said “the outgoing tide is pulling a lot of logs, see it you can get the hook off”. He stopped the boat and I started wheeling and suddenly I felt that the line moved a little to left and right and then there was no movement just weight. I said “dude, it’s gotta be a Fish. It just moved left to right like its shaking its head”. I kept wheeling, it felt heavy, even heavier that the Striped Bass and the Blue Fishes I caught earlier. Finally when I had it in about 10 feet of the boat, it started moving more. No doubt it’s a heavy Fish. But we could not see any white sparkle in the water or any shape at all. Finally when it was right next to the boat Stan yelled “Dude you caught a freakin Flounder, its huge”. I have never caught a flounder this big ever before. It was at least 35 inches. To bring home Flounder has to be at least 18 inches in Connecticut so this one was definitely a legal size but we were not sure if it was okay to take a Flounder home in July. Stan yelled to another boater nearby and asked if he knew it, and then suddenly the flounder got off and dived into the deep. I checked the end of the line. The hook went off from the knot. We both actually were thinking about letting it go because we had caught enough Fish to bring home for the day. We both hoped that the flounder will be able to take the hook off its mouth.  We didn’t stop anymore and made it back to the boat ramp.

My wife was excited to see the huge Striped Bass and the two Blue Fishes but we both were thinking how we were going to cut them. We didn’t have a back yard as we live in an apartment. The cutting board we had was about half the size of the Fishes. I decided to put them into the bath tub and cut them. I wrestle with the Bass for about an hour and finished cutting it. When I was half way with the bigger Blue Fish I was thinking to myself “Why in the world I had to bring two big Blue Fishes home!!” Then my wife came out with an idea to save all these hard work. We called a butcher store we used to shop a lot and they agreed to cut the two Blue Fishes for us for ten bucks. I ran to the store. The striper was really good eat, the Blues made me decide never to bring any Blue Fish home in the future.

This Fishing trip was a lot of fun. Stan and I both had a lot of fun and I didn’t have to buy Fish for about a month because the Bass provided us enough Fish for the next month. We gave away most of the Blue Fish. I had some picture of the Fishes I caught, but last year my laptop got messed up and lost all documents and pictures in it.

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