PENN REELS folks have something up their sleeve.

Many of you have grown up fishing one or another version of PENN Spinfisher reel.

Well, they have Generation V coming in October. Looks really sweet with sealed body design and lots of great features. Not sure if the bailess model is in the works but I will ask.

The price for this beauty? Are you sitting down ?

one hundred sixty bucks or so !…yup, under two hundred bucks. For those of you with a thousand dollars workhorse reels, this might be a fantastic back up and for those new to sport a best starter reel ever made…of course, the time will tell.

For now , enjoy the video

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I am going to take a break from writing for a day to catch up on life..but I will do the next best thing and give you a short video preview.

But first, the winner of the two beautiful plugs from Lemire’s Plugworks is….harv…endosimon@aol.com

You have 5 days to email us your shipping address to info@surfcastersjournal.com

anyway, back to Cuttyhunk

Would the magic Cuttyhunk waters revealed some of their secrets?

Stay tuned for more stories as the SJ crew walks in the major bunker blitz with flip flops and lures which they lose within ten minutes of casting and hooking into the fish…

I have to give props to YoDude aka Chef Tommy who once again did a splendid job with food last weekend. And a Great White Hunter deserves a kick in the ass for singing Black Eye Peas “Imma Be” all weekend, a tune I could not get out of my head for three days after getting home.

PS..youtube is blocking this video on iphone/ipad but its fine on pc..just a heads up
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Where was I ? oh, yeah. I  got my fat sausage, venison, lasagna stuffed ass onto the giant rock and started casting. I got to tell you, Cuttyhunk is a freaky place to be alone on the rock a hundred yards from shore. There is no ambient light, there are no houses for miles. There are no doctors or emergency rooms, medic helicopters or aspirins..or 7/11 coffee..reminds me of…Croatia…lol

All kidding aside, Manny’s close friend and fellow I shared few tides with at Cutty, late Al Pelini took his last cast in this cove a year ago almost to the date. I get a bit freaked out under these kind of circumstances. I start to hear footsteps on shore that are not there. I hear voices that don’t exist…and for whatever reason I kept expecting Al to surface any minute and ask me if we can share the rock again. Very disturbing..but I kept casting, and casting and casting.

Super Strike Darters, Lenmire’s Needlefish, Super Strike Needlefish, Redfins, Guides Choice Old Swimmers, Lemire metal lip swimmer, NorthBar bottledarter, MagDarters, Daiwa SP minnows, shit, I threw the bag and rigged eels to and nothing. This was disturbing. I decided to clip my Commando bag to my belt as I was not going to need plugs any more. From now till morning it will be rigged eels and nothing else. Another hour passed, or did it? How the @#%$^ would I know? I don’t have a watch. For those of you that say go wet suiting a hundred yards from shore with a phone in waterproof case…no thanks. Too many things can go wrong and I need my phone to be working on Cutty..more than my watch.

Then it happened…I slowly lifted the rod tip during my retrieve as its my custom when retrieving rigged eels and I got slammed ! What, I forgot what to do? I haven’t had a hit for so long, I was a little tentative and I set the hook too late. @$%&*

Little did I know that few hours later that would be my only hit. But I kept throwing that rigged eel, working it fast, letting it sink and working it slow. I tried everything but nothing worked. I said to myself ,its time to try something else. Just as was done securing all my gear for swim back, I realized that the water dropped about two feet under the rock. There was no slowly easing into the water now, I had to jump in.

I decided to try one more spot, right underneath the club, where I started. That place is always good for a fish or two. I huffed and puffed over the path in darkness until I got on the rock under the club. This rock is covered even at low tide with a foot of water so I knew I was going to have a hell of a time finding it. I decided to hell with scaring fish and when I got in the area where I thought that the rock was approximately located I stuck my flashlight under the surface. Wouldn’t you know it I spotted the darn, hairy, kelp covered beauty right away.

But it was all for show, there was no fish here either. With a  tail between my legs I made a walk to our house. I found the boys where I left them, playing cards. They got out after the storm, Tommy banged the fish on a fist cast under the club but then it was over. On the stove there was sausage and peppers steaming but I was in no mood to eat. One more night..but where to go now? I already tried all the spots that have been good to me over the years. I knew Cuttyhunk can come to life on one tide and in few hours you can have a night better than a season’s worth fishing at home. But I was getting a little bummed out. Not giving up hope, but I wasn’t exactly brimming with confidence either. One more night, one more try. Would the magic Cuttyhunk waters reveal some of their secrets?

Stay tuned as the SJ crew walks in the major bunker blitz with flip flops and lures which they lose within ten minutes of casting…

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You are probably looking at pictures from the post on Sunday and  saying, “man, those guys crushed the fish at Cuttyhunk”. After all, everyone that went to Cuttyhunk since early May had a time of their life…or at least most people did. The surf fishing at Cuttyhunk has been off the charts in consistency this spring so if you are thinking of going next June, I suggest you book like,…. today ? I am not kidding.

Like I said, the fishing was very good all the way till this new moon..then it become a tough pick, almost a torture. It was a regular SJ crew consisting of Great White Hunter, Yo Dude, Fearless Ray and yours truly. Unfortunately the Silver Fox bowed out at last minute. Fortunately they all caught few fish this weekend.

I think Great White Hunter did few small fish on Super Strike Darters in the cove that first night, Yo Dude did a 20 pounder at the point on a Super Strike needlefish and I think Fearless Ray had a small fish…that was night 1

You’ve read yesterday about my first night on the island in the oppressive heat of an early summer heat wave. You’ve read about a watch that stopped at 9 21 . We woke up sweating profusely in Bonnies house Friday morning. No fan or ac, and no breeze . By noon we were baking indoors. After polishing some sausage and peppers we went right back to one thing we could do…nap..it was either that of watching Great White Hunter prance around like a school girl and sing Imma Be by Black Eyed Peas.

The 3 AM lasagna from a night before and noon’s sausage and peppers did not play well with 6 dozen chocolate truffles my wife made for us….or I should say that the chocolate precluded some badly needed bodily functions. But we pushed forward with Great White Hunter’s venison stew for dinner. By the time I suited up at 8 pm, I looked like a Pillsbury doughboy.

As you know, we had some nasty thunderstorms in NY/NJ/CT area Friday. The guys decided that they were not going out till the treat of thunderstorm passes. Being the only idiot in the group, I looked at the radar on my phone, on which it looked like the thunderstorm might miss up and suited up and left them playing cards. I jumed into the water under the club to cool of and made few casts but there was no life there. The walk to southwest point was the longest walk of my life ! Not only were the bugs eating me alive but I was sweating profusely in the heavy, humid air. Once I got there , I dove into the water head first to cool off, then I came ashore and chilled out for a moment.

I had a perfect tide and a current that was moving just right. The rock i swam to was very good to me on this tide over the years. And I tried every plug in my bag twice and some rigged eels and had big fat zero to show for my efforts. After getting freaked out by the watch thing last night and a big ol’ skunk, tonight I was not going to be denied a fish…or so I thought.

The lightning stayed away in the distance and I wondered if my guys got out. There was nothing I could do about it, no phone, no watch, no contact of any kind. I was sure they were fishing, probably under the club.

An hour or so later Manny Moreno and his fishing partner Peg arrived and he promptly jumped in the water too. He said he felt like water around him sizzled like he was a piece of bacon landing on a hot frying pan! They both got on a rock that is really a one man rock while I was on the rock that held two easily. At first I offered one of them to join me but then I thought I would be a gentleman and offer my rock to him and his partner. I jumped in the water, said goodbye and swam away. I was done with this spot anyway.

I took another long walk back to a cove on the south side and descended down the cliff. I knew Bob Jones aka “Jonesbeachbob” was in there. I seen him cast as i walked to the point few hours earlier. The funny thing was, he did not know who I was as I had my light off but he has seen me descend down the cliff a hundred yards away. He yelled at a perfect stranger “What time it is? I don’t have my watch”

Funny how everyone needs to know what time it is ? And yet , I was made to feel like a weirdo for insisting on wearing one. Go figure 🙂

I thought this was very funny considering I myself just asked Manny for the time ! I told him Manny told me it was 11 pm before I left so it must be like 11 15   by now. I started in one corner of the cove looking for rocks to stand on and I was having a hard time finding anything good. Water was high and all the rocks were covered with at least two feet of water. To make matters worst, we had flat conditions, calm like a lake, which made very difficult to pick out where the rocks are. With  a little wave action, you can often easily spot the place where boulder is under the surface as water rushes over. Not on a calm night. But it makes a great night for fishing eels I said to myself….

I found a half-assed good rock but I was in the water waist high. On any other night, I would have gotten swept from this rock by a first wave. But tonight, the waves were nonexistent. I threw everything in my bag again and again, with same results. Bob Jones bid adieu in about an hour and he said he was getting off the island in the morning and I was left alone in a cove. I waded back to the shore and walked to the other side of this large cove. There was a rock in the corner I wanted to get on. The problem was it was close to high water and the rock was two feet under the surface,approximately a hundred yards off the beach. I began bobbing towards where I though the rock was. As hard as I tried to strain my eyes in the darkness, the rock was nowhere to be found. Kind of funny considering its the size of an SUV . I bobbed in the water, with my rod under water prodding in all direction, hoping to hit something hard. After about a half hour of fruitless search I gave up and  swam towards an even big rock approximately fifty yards to the left of where my mystery rock should be. Both of these rocks will get you in the same waters, one is under water while the other is much larger, like a full size truck, and out of the water . Why I wasted my time and was looking for a submerged one when I could have gone on this one, even bigger and flatter rock? Because this rock is so large that is almost impossible to get on it other than on the top of the tide. At any other stage of the tide the rock is so far out of the water, its impossible to climb on it.

As luck would have it ,it was high tide. I placed my rod on the top of it and tried to get on. I remember last year when I tried to do this under much different conditions and the wave swept my rod off the rock. I found it in about ten feet of water by diving around the rock but I panicked plenty. This night, the top of the rock never got wet at all. Eventually I got my fat sausage, venison, lasagna stuffed ass onto the rock and started casting.

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the only way we know that the blog is working right is by having a giveaway. So when you get so pissed off that you cant enter the giveaway and you start to call SJ Headquarters on your Iphone, we will know we have a problem 🙂

Let’s hope it does not get to that. We are going to (hopefully) celebrate blog being made whole again by giving away an Ambassador metal lip swimmer and a Calamari popper from Lemire’s Plugworks. I got to tell you, this dude makes some of the nicest looking stuff on the market. Two plugs, one winner…..Go

More Cutty stories later in the week..

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Its two days after a new moon and I am swimming out to a perfect rock in Cuttyhunk , in  a perfect cove. As I bob in the water I look around me, and I see no one. Perfect. Another five minute of swimming and I am   standing on a rock for two with a gentle waves washing over my knees. Even the rock is perfect. Unlike many gorgeous rocks on this island that are big and flat, this one you can actually get on top. There is even a  “step” in front of the rock which I used to get up on it. It is even slanted upwards on the back end so if the wave pushed you backwards you don’t slide downward and are easily holding your ground. Hell, being alone on this rock, I can make four steps backwards if I get pushed by a wave and still not fall off the rock.

I checked my gear, making sure that everything survived the swim to the rock. The perfect size rigged eels are safely tucked in the Commando front pouch, plugs are where I put them, the belt, camera and all other stuff is where it should be. Even the perfect live eels in my eel bag appear that they endured the walk here on a hot summer night without a problem.

The conditions are something I could only dream about. Gentle wind over the right shoulder, flat ocean, 15 to twenty feet deep  clean water in front of me. Even my broken casting finger ,which has given me such pain lately seems to be itching to go.

Perfect

My friends decided to go to another spot. Although I am quite uncomfortable here in the darkness, I did this dance before. The first thing that comes to my mind, and I am sure it’s the same for many of you, what if something goes wrong? I am a hundred feet offshore, with no house for miles, and no surfcaster in sight. But I push those feelings aside as I am too excited to make my first cast. In the long run, we are all dead, I reason with myself. Might as well make most out of my time here on Earth.

I check my watch and it reads 9 pm. There is still a little bit of light present, in about half an hour this cove will be black as coal. I decided to start with plugs. Few casts with Super Strike Darters, followed by Lemire’s needlefish and swimmer find no takers. It’s ok I say to myself. For one, it’s still early and two, I has nights on this rock where is quiet for two hours and then the place erupts with fish. One of the best nights ever happened on for me on this rock with six fish over thirty pounds ate my eels.

I checked my watch and its 9 21

Time to try a rigged eel. I pull out a sixteen inch rigged eel out of the pouch. I just rigged them an hour ago before heading out. There was a reason why this eel was on top of the other ones, Unlike the other two, this rigged eel has a black belly, and very black back. Just the way I wish all eel looked like. Did I mentioned it was perfect?

I lost track of time as I am casting a rigged eel repeatedly. I am guessing that I been at it for an hour or so but my watch says 9 21 pm.

WTF??

Is it possible that I misjudged the time? I guess. Maybe I read the watch wrong before. So I keep casting. But after every cast I check my watch to see if the hands moved but they remained stuck on 9 21. Oh Lord, this sucks I say to myself. I keep casting the rigged eel for another, well, I have no idea how long but I was getting bored so I cut the leader off, tied an Gami hook and opened my live eel bag and grabbed the biggest eel I had.

For those of you who don’t know me, I don’t fish live eels. Or I haven’t been in at least 5 or 10 years, no idea when was the last I cast. But I know this is one part of my game that I am not that good at. So instead of accepting that, I figured why not challenge myself and learn. The eel did not liked the feeling of a hook penetrating his jaw and out trough the eye one bit. I attached the eel bag to my belt and started casting.

So far , everything has been perfect, perfect conditions, lack of crowd, perfect size eels, gentle swell of the ocean, perfect clean, deep water. Everything except the stupid watch was stuck at 9 21. But that is not a big deal, is it? After all, that is just one thing that went wrong out of hundred that could but didn’t. I was still on a perfect rocks in my little cove casting perfect eels under optimal conditions, right?

Not so fast

In short order I stared to wonder what time it was. Was it 10? Was it 11? Or even midnight? I had no idea. My friends were at another spot which produced best at the last of the flood but the flood was at midnight. Is it too late to join them? What if it’s already midnight and they left? I would be making a loooong walk for nothing. Besides, I didn’t want to get there and find that the current is finished.

In ten minutes I went from being totally content to losing my mind on the rock, and all because I could not tell the time. I kept casting another hour but I did not know if it was closer to morning or evening. I guesstimated the time but that gave me a little comfort. Where before I was praying to be alone in the cove, now I was hoping someone, anyone with a watch would walk down the path.

I got myself all worked up, I jumped off my perfect rock, into my perfectly deep, clean water and swam to not so perfect shore. I walked for a mile on bowling balls, casting interment but halfheartedly.

In a span of an hour I went from being the world most content surfcaster to a cranky, confused soul, stumbling on the rocks with no idea what time it was.

Do yourself a favor and lose that Mickey Mouse watch you bought on sale that is “water resistant”. That will do for the shower at home but not much more. Get yourself a real waterproof watch so you won’t be as dazed and confused as I was.

So much for perfection….

When I got back to the house and joined the rest of the crew for some after midnight lasagna, I was dumbfounded that none of them use a watch when they fish. And they were ok with it, but I am not.

And they were ok with it, but I am not. So I take some friendly ribbing from them. Actually, by the end of the night,I feel like a coo coo bird for wearing a watch.

But I need to know when the current turns, when the water slacks or how long have I been on a rock…maybe I am just weird like some people say but I need to know what time it ..at all times

more Cutty rumblings coming up

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May we ask for a huge favor and try to post and tell us if you got a “timed out request” message when you try to post? We tested about a dozen PC and Mac’s today but until you tell us we cant know for sure..or have a giveaway 🙂

Just a quick note that we just got back from our annual SJ Cuttyhunk trip and that is why there haven’t been any blog posts. Full report when I come to my senses.

As far as the blog, we haven’t done anything to fix the posting issues since we have been away. I will try to rebuild it in next few weeks if I have some spare time

SJ Art Director Tommy Corrigan with maybe the fish of the lifetime

Great White Hunter ripping the Surface Cruiser

“Fearless” Ray with what was a very “average” fish that magic afternoon

 And I ? I was the full time camera dude that day. Never made a cast

Stay Tunned..

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We kind of got ran over with the hijacking shit last week so I never did get to tell you why I mentioned last Sunday that we are having “Super Strike weekend”. There is a method to my madness although not always evident at first. If you don’t believe me, ask my poor wife 🙂

After a year of persistent begging, badgering, threatening and growling, the legendary Don Musso, creator of Super Strike lures finally agreed to sit down on camera last Sunday and talk about his life as a lure builder. From his days in the military, to his first striper, the first lure he ever made to everything else that happened along the way to superstardom. Now if you don’t know Don, let me fill you in on one thing. The man is as modest as they come when it comes to taking a bow for his contribution to the sport of surfcasting.  It was a nice hour long conversation, recorded for the current and future generation of surfcasters. The history of this sport is something that we are losing a little bit of every day, as every old salt takes a piece of it with them to the heavens. I am trying my hardest to document their experiences over the years.

When are you going to see this video? No time soon. We still have to shoot some additional footage and hopefully over the winter we will put it together. But first, we are going to ask my poor wife to type the best part of the interview for a feature in the future issue of the Surfcaster’s Journal Magazine.

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As far as the blog go, you can see that we are having more problems that we can handle. I am not sure how many of you are having time out issues, feel free to email me at zhromin@verizon.net and tell me what you experiencing. Otherwise we will never know…

We had a crash of some kind yesterday and then godaddy got it up mid day. I am not sure what the problem is to be honest but until I can be certain there are no problems with posting, we will suspend all giveaways. No sense riling you up with a giveaway you might have problems entering….which is too bad because we had some very unique stuff lined up for you, stuff we never gave away.

What will probably happen (at least this is my expectation) is that I will have to shut down the blog and build it back up from scratch. Expect a lot of changes regardless of what it is, maybe this is a sign from above for me to bow out.

Anyway, new issue is few weeks away, Tommy is doing his thing and I am pulling my hair out with this crap. So that is it for now, I am sorry if you are having problem posting and in case you emailed me and haven’t heard back in timely manner, understand that my life has been turned upside down with this stuff.

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I hope you are all enjoying your weekend. Sure looks like it’s gorgeous weather wise. Let me get this stuff out of the way as we got bogged down with problems with a hijacked blog all week.

The winner of a Super Strike Wonderbread Bottle plug is TomS  tomas767@gmail.com . Please send your mailing address to info@surfcastersjournal.com.

Speaking of problems on a blog, we are still trying to fix the posting issues. On some of my computers it works fine, on others, I get timed out. Tommy is looking at possibility of moving the blog from godaddy to a dedicated server. Some people have told us we might have too much traffic or whoever we share the server with might. In any event ,this has been a nightmare of a week. I don’t want to do any giveaways until I am certain that all of you can enter. So if you guys are still having posting issues, please reply here and tell us. There is no other way for us to know.

Then there is an issue of notification emails which one day went to Chinese site, another day the link was broken. Holy shit, like a perfect storm. And my knowledge of computer is limited to this one index finger pecking away at keyboard. Just ducky.

I think some of you will find this amusing…I told you about the Redington zippered waders the other day. I obviously tested them by going into the water to my chest to make sure zipper does not leak. We’ll, last night we did some unscheduled testing. I was trying to navigate some rocks in a very hairy spot in the inlet and missed the rock and ended up in the drink. Of course I sloshed around like a beach whale. But eventually I did regain my composure although with a bruised ego. However, the balls stayed dried. Which on the end of the night is very important. Unless you went to Scores or Gallagher’s, but then you probably don’t need waders but a wad of singles instead.

When I said the other day that we are looking for ideas for a magazine, I did not mean a suggestion of what we should write about, instead I was looking for stories that YOU wanted to write for SJ. We feel that our readers are the ones with a passion for the game. So if you have an idea you want it to pitch to us, you have our email. Please drop us a line

I don’t usually ask questions on this blog, sometimes a spirited discussion can turn into argumentative debate and insults like some other places. Today , out of curiosity, I am making exception. I wanted to know how would you rate your spring? Are you catching more/less? Is size bigger or smaller than usual? Do you find your honey holes stocked as usual or bare this year?

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Someone asked about Penn Torque. As many of you know, I fell on mine few weeks ago and broke the stem. Fortunately great folks from Penn made it whole again. What are my impressions after about a year of use? Same as what Alan Hawk has written. Not just good but exceptional reel. You know how some companies, when you tell them “you should fix this” tell you “thank you for your thoughts now go away”? Not Penn. The first Torque that hit the market I believe had a small screw that was holding the roller. Sometimes on  day with a crosswind the line would get caught on this nut after you completed a cast. Nothing more than annoyance but to a guy who fished with manual reels for years, it was very aggravating. I emailed them, within a week they redesigned the screw by sinking it into the body. Problem solved for everyone. Talking about listening to feedback from end-user !The drag is nice and smooth and no, it does not seize when you turn in half turn like some other reels. I like the fact that it applies drag gradually as you turn the knob. I would probably prefer a round , metal knob on a handle, again, it’s probably out of habit. This reel is a buy

Heard a lot of good things about new MAK Angler bags but did not get to see one yet.

Rock hopper clips..simplicity in its purest form. Works as advertised and eliminates a lot of headaches for me in regards to how I place my gear on my belt or attach stuff to the belt. Another no-brainer

Super Strike new Heavy poppers? did not get a chance to wet them yet, or did Lemire’s Plugworks needlefish, both on my to-do list. If this fracture bone in my casting finger ever heals….

After 10 years or wearing Grunden cheap pullover jacket ,this spring I went googan all the way and been using a Columbia PFG jacket. Yes ,it had a zipper and no , my balls are not wet…lol

Funny, huh? Zippered jacket, Zippered waders and a two piece rod? I tell you what. If you are a serious surfcaster, you want to eliminate as many possible failures as possible. So plain waders, pullover jacket and even one piece rod might be better suited to your fishing style. Don’t let anyone ever talk you into getting stuff that you don’t feel you need, don’t like or don’t want just because some pro-schmo is using it. I am merely trying to bring to your attentions few things that actually do hold up just fine in the surf contrary to popular belief. But this also has a lot to do with a modern age materials we use today. We came a long way from substandard zippers and two piece rods that had as much action as a broomstick. I would not be surprised if Lamiglas comes out with a kick ass once piece blank in the near future. They have the capabilities, brain and manufacturing, I think it’s just a matter of time… not that I would have some info you don’t. Just thinking out loud.

Tactical Angler Clips…yes , I tried breakaways and I like TA better. I tried another brand, don’t remember the name and did not like it. For me these clips are the ultimate no-brainer…they are pricey but you paying for the knowledge of Mr. Myagi 🙂

We are still having posting problems so if you could let us know what are you currently experiencing in regards to posting, we’d appreciate it. Also, the feed burner email that you get once we put on up a new post. Is it still pointing to a Chinese site? Or broken link like yesterday? Or back to normal. We were told that the issue can be either at our server at godaddy or because we have way to many users. We have no idea but the planned changes are coming in few weeks anyway…maybe this is a sign of God that is time to close the shop. What this is  , a major annoyance and again, we are sorry for inconvenience

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