---Wherever they are found, surf fisherman stand out from the great mass of everyday pleasure anglers.  Like the cowboys of the Old West, they are a breed of men apart!

 

..hello again anglers and readers......I cant thank you enough  for all the kind words that came as a result of the last edition...the tuna fish and all the great things that came from landing it... I want to thank Pete Belsan , from Belsans Bait and Tackle in Scituate,http://www.belsanbait.com ,for guiding me through the steps to assure the catch was legal by connecting me with Brad McHale......head of pelagic fisheries....I also appreciate Petes advice on calling VanStaal to give their product the praise it deserves..and for contacting the Patriot Ledger and allowing me to meet Warren ..the editor of the south shore edition.  I am also glad that I met members of the Van Staal Team and spent very enjoyable time fishing and hanging out with them.........nice 35" bass Chris Murray!!!!!I also want to thank modern technology for uncovering the very very very concerned person...that's right, ONE person, who was  deeply worried about the Patriot Ledger and Van Staal corporation because...he........assured them that the fish floated into my hands and then into the freezer and eventually gained the recognition that it did.   Although he insisted on remaining  anonymous, modern technology allowed us......to uncover his identity. 

    But the real focus of this edition remains the glorious striper and those of us that search for the thrill of hooking them up.  How was your fall?  Did you get that trophy you dreamt of.?  My striper season for big cows was less than most years.  Not the numbers or size that I am used to.  Except the glorious tuna fish.  I want to say that I hope you had your best fall run ever...and that you had moments of unbridled excitement and success.  I hope by now you all realize that not only do I hope to have you relive my moments through my stories ...but that I also love to vicariously experience your moments.  I have caught to many fish and had too many great moments in the sport of surfcasting to let jealousy or envy invade the comradery .   May every fish you get be bigger and stronger than your last one. may you always have the fire in you to expand your sagas so that when old age approaches and a warm fire awaits you........you can sit quietly.and remember them.!  Fishing is made for personal moments......not an avenue for acclaim.

  Enough of my small talk about some snake in the grass......lets talk about the snakes in the sea.......and so........

 

Anguilla Rostrata
 


.....I could not remember ever finding one washed up in the surf.  Its as rare as finding a crow hit by a car....just never seems to happen.  After putting two and two together...the reason why that sea serpent lay before me at high tide was more than coincidence.
     Many surfcasters are like a one man band.  They choose a means of pursuing the linesiders and when it works they tend to use it each and every time...no matter when and where.  If plugs were a success at the canal.....then guys become plug men...and so on with bait and jigs and....................eels! 
     Earlier that very sunny day at dead low tide on a Sunday afternoon, I saw two surfcasters set up for some fishing near my house.  I do believe that if your line is in the water you have a better chance than the couch potato, to catch a fish.......but......in full sun..with people everywhere..at low tide...my impression is that you will have yourself a biteless land charter.  Let me assure you, I am not the kind of person that will go down and tell these guys otherwise.  When I approached them and saw the vigor and excitement they had as they got ready for their first cast, I was absolutely not going to question their approach at all!
     Hey guys.....wow this is a nice day huh?...It sure is...we plan on sitting here, catching some fish, and having a few beers. This is our Vacation.  Should be a great day for you guys.  Hey what are you using for bait?..or are you plugging?  We are fishing for stripers and as far as I am concerned..there is only one way to catch them and that is using live eels.  I chimed in with some reinforcing comments on that bait for our beloved foam feeders.  Its the only thing we use for stripers.....every time we go we use eels.  I nodded with approval, but since that is my turf and I know it well...low tide ..on a sunny day...on a sandy beach...with yelling kids everywhere seemed to make their quest futile, but remember hope is part of fishing. 
     I enjoyed the beach also that day, swimming, reading, and generally nodding in and out of la la land from the soothing sun.  I also kept an eye on the two eel boys.  It a natural thing for fisherman to watch other fisherman.  The two guys laughed and talked about fishing and recast a number of times and never even moaned about the cold truth at the end of the day...........they never had a bite.  So as the tanning crowd was heading home, I was heading out again, with my fishing gear.  High tide was rolling in and on my beach, the gradual sand arena, that is when I fish. 
     It was a calm evening and I planned on chumming a bit and using my fish oil to take advantage of the calmness.  It was during this prep time that I noticed the washed up eel.  It was from those guys earlier in the day.  They had discarded it before heading home.  I chuckled as I recalled their insistence on eels all the time.  I chuckled at the enthusiasm they had when on the beach.  I chuckled how fishing can make men kids in a second.  After my chuckles I put my fishing cap on and leaned down to pick up the used...washed out...EEL (Anguilla Rostrata) 
     I had brought two rods. One for chunking and one for plugging if pluggable fish entered my domain.  I took the plugging rod...lightened the sinker down to an ounce, and rehooked ol Mr. sea serpent through the eyes.....and heaved him.  After gathering the slack I opened the drag and would just put it in the holder in case some striper decided she wanted an ol limp dead eel.  I wasn't in the mood to work it.  I had recent success with mackerel and I focused on that rod for my possibilities.  I held that one.

     The American eel, Anguilla rostrata, also known as the common or freshwater eel, can be found in a variety of habitats across an extensive geographic range. It probably has the broadest diversity of habitats of any fish species in the world. The American eel occurs in freshwater rivers and lakes, estuaries, coastal areas and open ocean from the southern tip of Greenland, along the Atlantic coast of North America, throughout the Gulf of Mexico and the Caribbean, to Venezuela, and inland in the St. Lawrence Seaway and the Great Lakes. The eel is an abundant resident of all tributaries to the Chesapeake Bay in its yellow eel phase. Before reaching this life-history phase, which comprises most of its life, the eel has undergone several physical and geographical changes
     The life history of the American eel is complex and not fully understood. It is a catadromous species, which spends most of its life in rivers, lakes and estuaries, but migrates to the ocean to spawn.
     The eel begins and ends its life in the waters of the Sargasso Sea, an area north of the Bahamas. The leptocephalus, a pelagic larvae of less than two inches in length, drifts with the ocean currents for 9 to12 months before entering coastal waters.
When it reaches approximately 2.4 inches in length, the leptocephalus metamorphoses into a transparent, "glass" eel.
In autumn the glass eels migrate into estuaries along the Atlantic coast, including Chesapeake Bay, where they become pigmented. These eels are known as elvers. Some elvers remain in the estuaries, but others migrate varying distances upstream, often for several hundred kilometers, overcoming seemingly impassible obstacles such as spillways, dams, falls and rapids. Now in their yellow eel phase, the American eels will remain in the brackish and fresh waters of these rivers for the majority of their lives for at least five and possibly as many as twenty years. The yellow eels are uniformly greenish-brown to yellowish-brown dorsally, and whitish-gray ventrally. Females reach a maximum length of five feet, and males grow as long as two feet. These residents of the Chesapeake Bay and its tributaries are nocturnally active omnivores, feeding on insects, mollusks, crustaceans, worms and other fish. Before beginning its life-ending migration back to the waters of the Sargasso Sea to spawn, the eel must undergo further profound physical changes. Just prior to the reproductive migration, the eel stops feeding, the eyes and pectoral fins enlarge, the visual pigments change and the body color pattern transforms. The sexually mature eel has a gray back, pure white belly, and a silvery bronze sheen on its flanks. The migration occurs throughout autumn nights with adults descending streams and rivers, swimming through deep grass and shallow ditches, for a January spawning in the warm Caribbean waters.
     So lets see what striper mikes little science lesson did for you.  Here is your QUIZ:
     Every American eel ever caught in rivers, bays, and ponds in the Bay was hatched from an egg below the surface of the Sargasso Sea, southwest of Bermuda.

True
False


    
the answer is TRUE. Incredible as it may seem, ALL eels originate from this location and migrate to other parts of the world, including the Chesapeake Bay!!!!!!!!!!
     In a typical sand bar fashion, the crabs kept invading the mackerel and I was kept busy rebaiting the chunking rod.  Some tiny nibbles that I felt were stripers kept me going, but as we all know, surfcasting can be veryyyy unrewarding.  This tide had Nada written all over it.  I would go both barrels. I will use the limpy eel rod for a chunk now and hope that would up my odds for a fish. 
     Only because I am so fanatical, I actually slowly worked the eel in even though it had sat there for an hour......without the company of a striper!  I kid you not, I hadn't moved the dead eel 5 feet when a nice fish put the brakes on my retrieve.  I was hooked up..unbelievable!!!!!!  A scrawny 34' striper gazed up at me from the sand after a spunky fight. and the washed out eel dangled from its mouth.


     I wish I could have found the guy again......The eel Man.....cuz you know what, He was right...his eels did work!! 
     After countless hours from the beach, I have learned one thing and I hope you all learn it too........the absolute most that we can do is learn information about stripers and surfcasting, but one fact remains....we are humans and they are fish. Accept that.  because, we will always be using guesswork and hope to bait our lines, while our quarry already knows what it wants.  Accept your amateurism with humility....its part of surfcasting.....Striper Mike
     
 

 

EEL FISH

 

 

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.............GOD BLESS AMERICA
 

 

Hi there striper mike,

Why is it that my clams keep falling off when I try to cast them??

mike

 

Hey mike...try buying bait holder hooks...they have extra barbs on the hook....be sure to use fresh clams....don't use to much weight.........and finally. throw some kosher salt in with them.....it stiffens them up........Good Luck...........Striper Mike.

TEACHING.........take the time to do it....

Hi Striper Mike

I want to buy a surf rod and I am wondering the best size for me?  Any suggestions, and I don't want to spend a fortune.  I think the site is super and congrats on that tuna fish.  I doubt if I could have got it in.

Nick

 

Thanks for the compliments and the email Nick

.  That question has many components that you COULD use to determine your rod size.  Note I said could.  The questions are. where are you planning on fishing????.......and with what???? and how much weight??? ...and how big are you???? etc.  Or you can go spend 80-100$ on a 10 ft Ugly Stick and do pretty much what you want to. If you want a good one..........you will spend money on it....its worth it to me.........but is it to you?

Good Luck .........Mike

 

Hello Striper Mike,

My name is Justin.  My question is , How do you catch so many big striped bass?  You site has so many pictures of really big stripers.  If you tell me I promise not to tell to many people......but I will have to tell my brothers and father if you don't mind.

signed

Justin

 (I wonder how old Justin is?)............Hello Justin

thank you so much for the email.  I will try and be as honest as possible when answering this.  Luck is very important!!!!  I also go surfcasting alot....the area I usually go can have moments where big fish are common....................I keep all my equipment in top shape...especially hooks........but most of all I think that having done it for so many years , two things happen to me more often than most people that surfcast.  1.  I set the hook more often than most guys and when hooked I definitely land the big fish more often than most casters.  The "why " for those reasons is because I am very in tuned with the rod and the bite....I use the mono as communication .....not the attachment.  And finally.....I when I am hooked up. I play the fish with talent and not force....I move during the dance........not simply stand there and reel against the drag...the result is a much higher % of stripers laying on the sand.......if that helps.........I am  glad......

Mike



 

OSKAR'S GRILLED STRIPED BASS WITH SLICED ARTICHOKES

3lb. artichokes...1/3 cup extra virgin olive oil...8 cloves of garlic sliced in slivers...1 teas. salt...1/8 teas. black pepper...1 Tab. thyme...juice of one lemon...4 striped bass fillets about 6 oz each.

     Remove the tough outer leaves of the artichoke. Trim the stems and tops.  Slice lengthwise into thin pieces.  Remove the chokes.

     Warm the oil in a stainless steel pot.  Add the artichoke leaves, garlic, salt, pepper, thyme and lemon juice.

     Cover and cook slowly until artichokes are tender, about 20 min.

     Brush the bass on both sides with olive oil, sprinkle with salt and pepper.  Grill over a medium-hot fire, flipping once until cooked through.

     Place a portion of the stewed artichokes on top of each serving.............serves 4.

Nice size to keep...........Looks like Fallon is not to thrilled with the tiny keeper.....NOTE the rod going off behind us!!!!!

 


   
                        

 

STRIPED BASS: LENGTH - AGE- WEIGHTS

Lth

Age

Max

Avg

Min

Lth

Age

Max

Avg

Min

Lth

Age

Max

Avg

Min

23

4

7.5

6.3

5.0

34

9

19.0

16.5

14.0

45

15

41.0

36.0

30.5

24

5

8.3

7.0

6.0

35

10

20.5

18.0

15.5

46

16

44.0

38.7

32.5

25

5

8.8

7.8

6.3

36

10

22.0

19.5

16.8

47

16

47.5

42.0

35.0

26

6

10.0

8.5

7.0

37

11

23.5

20.7

17.5

48

17

51.0

44.0

37.0

27

6

11.0

9.8

8.0

38

12

25.5

22.0

19.0

49

17

54.0

47.0

39.0

28

6

12.0

10.3

8.8

39

12

27.2

24.5

20.7

50

18

58.0

50.0

42.0

29

7

12.9

11.0

9.7

40

13

29.5

26.0

22.0

51

18

62.0

55.0

45.0

30

7

14.0

12.3

10.3

41

13

31.0

27.3

23.0

52

19

65.0

58.0

47.0

31

8

15.0

13.0

11.0

42

14

33.5

29.7

25.0

53

19

68.0

60.0

49.0

32

8

16.7

14.5

12.0

43

14

36.3

32.0

27.0

54

20

73.0

64.0

52.0

33

9

17.8

15.8

13.0

44

15

39.0

34.0

29.0

55

20

80.0

70.0

56.0

PLEASE NOTE THE AGE OF THE BIG ONES, THEY ARE THE PROVEN BREEDERS, LET THEM GO.

I used to work for the Coast Guard on Governors Island, A small Island off the lower end of Manhattan, east of the Statue of Liberty. The south end of the Island had become a dumping ground for old buoy anchors (1500LB blocks of concrete.) Needless to say between the break in the current as it passed up one side of the island or the other and the artificial habitat created by the anchors, this was Striper heaven. Because of the anchor hooks and old buoy chains bottom fishing was next to impossible but jigging and plugging worked just fine.On a average day it was not unusual to catch between 10 to 15 stripers in an hour or two. Most of the fish caught were between 24" and 30", some smaller but every once in a while someone would catch a real lunker. The largest fish I caught there was approximately 45" or bigger (I wish I had a camera and a ruler at the time) but I can tell you the fish when held chest high its tail was still laying curved on the ground and since I'm 6' 00" tall this should give you an idea of how truly enormous this fish was.

DDACUNTA

 

 

 

Hi Mike,

 

   I'm 56 and have been a jetty jockey all my life. I've been in Striper and Bluefish feeding frenzies many times

But my most memorable experience with Blues happened about 10 years ago on Columbus Day. My wife was

Away and I decided to sleep in. I awoke to a crystal clear October morning and decided to wander down to the

Beach around 8 armed with my 7' surfpole and Penn reel. I live about ½ mile from the beach in Spring Lake,N.J.

And when I got out of the truck I could smell the bunker oil in the air. Rushing up to the beach, I was confronted

With a solid mass of huge bunker spread over a 1/4 mile between two jetties. The bunker were swimming right up

Onto the sand trying to escape huge Bluefish ! Knowing I was overmatched with my outfit, I decided to give it a

Try anyway. I picked up a live bunker off the sand and rigged him up to a treble hook on a 30# leader with 15 #

Test and made my way to the end of the jetty. The bait was immediately engulfed right at my feet in crystal clear

Water by the biggest Bluefish I've ever seen. I fought the fish for over a half hour before finally landing a Blue

That had to weigh 25 lbs. I released him and ran home to arm up with my conventional gear and all the wire

Leaders I could find and a good supply of circle hooks. When I returned, there were two other guys on the

Beach hooked up. The process was snag a bunker with the spinning gear and hook him up on the conventional

Gear and hang on. Mike, I hooked fish that day that I couldn't turn ! The smallest fish I landed that day was 15#.

The fish were there until dark that day and everybody was constantly hooked up. It was a complete massacre.

The water was so clear and the wind so calm that you could watch these giant Bluefish swallow these 2lb. bunker.

I left the beach at 6 P.M. with 1 Bluefish, tired arms and great memories.

 

Bud De Santis   

BUD..............there is NOTHING LIKE A BATTLE with biug giant bluefish...great note.thanks.....Striper Mike

 

Mike!,

Just gotta say "you the Man", I just read your story on the  blue fin and I wanted to tell you how glad I was to see you in the paper. I have been doing a lot of surf fishing though, off of Duxbury beach (I bought a Beach sticker) and Plymouth beach, usually 4-5 nights a week. I caught a lot of schoolies, anywhere form 18" to 30", with one  lunker at 35" and lots of misses.  The night that I remember the most was when my brother in law (Eddie) and I  went down to Bert's beach in Plymouth at around 10:00 p.m. While we unloaded  the gear and jumped into our waders I told him that the guys at N. River bait  had told me that we probably wouldn't catch any stripers tonight, because the  tuna were close to shore. we both laughed and said how awesome it would be to  reel in a tuna (this would be the ultimate thrill to any fisherman), then we  walked down and baited up.  As usual, I was the first out and what a cast, I could not even see the splash in the surf, no sooner did I put my rod in the sand spike and turn to  talk to my Eddie, the spool ran, faster than I had ever heard it run before.  I grabbed my rod and cranked it back, man it felt like I had a freight train  on the end of a rope, tightened my drag to full and it still kept pulling line, I yelled to Eddie "I can't reel it in" he was laughing, telling me to  shut up and reel it in, but I couldn't this thing had my drag screaming. I think in my case it was "purely inexperience", I didn't know what to do, my  first thought was to walk up the beach and then once I had enough room run down to the water while reeling in the slack. I tried this, but as soon as I  started running down the beach, it would take the slack before I could reel  it in, plus with the power of this fish it was just too hard to hang on to the rod. I finally did the "pull back reel fast routine" which worked for about 10-15 minutes into the fight, finally I got this fish about 15-20 feet  from me, I could just see the outline of the fish in the dark surf (Eddie had  gone to get his spotlight so we could actually see what it was) then with one  last hard slam the fish took off with my hardware still in his mouth. I felt  like filling my waders up with water and going under! I'll tell you mike, we can't say for sure if it was a tuna or not, but the outline that I remember was not of a shark or striper, we've caught those  many times before and they don't fight like that.  The funny thing about the whole fish story is I was telling all my buddies  on mon. about the fishing the night before, they looked at me like I was crazy, I thought it was crazy. Then about 3-4 days later my dad says to me " is striper mike the guy you used to fish with down in Humarock", I said yeah, and he showed me the picture, I was thrilled, not only was I happy for you, but you made more sense of my fish story.

 

CONGRATULATIONS! NICE CATCH.

Send me an e-mail, I would like to stay in touch.

Tom Brewer

 

Jimmy Smithy wrote and told me of a few great black fish days in the sound...Many very heft taugs..Now that makes good eating......!!!!

Don't forget about the Ontario area when the weather gets rough. if you can take it. the great fishing still exists.....if you catch some good ones. write and tell me or send me a picture of your catches.........


   

I LOVE letting the big cows go.....it is like being a guest and not an intruder.

 

...that from their third year on, female stripers grow faster and generally larger than males. A study involving the Chesapeake area in Maryland found their large sample to be 92% female fish, if they weighed over 15 lbs!!!!!!  Large males do exist, but they are far and few between.  It may be noted that virtually all...I mean all...fish 14 yrs and older, are females.  The oldest recorded striper was a 31 yr old fish from the Chesapeake.  NOW DOES CATCH AND RELEASE MAKE MORE SENSE?.......feel good,.... not just full.!!.......release a big one.

 

 

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Needlefish lures.

......This months lure and some tips to accompany it.  These renowned plugs..made by various companies..are great in rough surf  and wind.  It is ideal if sand eels are on the menu for the linesiders that day.  This should be darted back and forth and can even swim if that slower mode seems to work.  This plug is usually the Big Boy in you bag...the weights can get high for those of you that get surfcasting muscles by just heaving the thing as far as it will go.  You all know who you Ron Arra Wanna bees are!!!!.  Get this edition to you plug bag...they catch fish and will get you ooooos and ahhhs when people watch you cast it.  Please practice catch and release......Striper Mike

 

Surfcasting is Fun!!!!!!!!

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Moments:

Time takes its time...........slowly strolling the pebbled beach, hesitating briefly on the waves crest.

Times takes its time........settling in the dunes, briefly lighting the sea grass.

Time takes its time......for the sake of goodness.

Time takes its time...........Thank God.

......Oct 2002....journal entry by Susan.

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