Let’s start first by announcing the winners of past week giveaways
Toby Lapinski guessed my favorite picture and for that he will receive 2 lures from Ace Baits
JohnR ( jsrusso@comcast.net) is the winner of the Guides Choice Bunka Boy giveaway.
Both of these gentlemen should contact me at info@surfcastersjournal.com and send me their mailing addresses. Congrats to both and yes, there will be plenty more chances to win I the future, so stay tuned to SJ Blog.
I should have mentioned in the blog post, right off the bat, that I cranked up the volume on the guides choice swimmer so you can hear it better. That is not the actual sound level but instead it was meant to give you an idea of what rattle sound like underwater. I will try to retool the video in so you can hear what I came out of the camera, although that won’t be an accurate decibel level either as camera is recording trough waterproof enclosure which muffs the sound….complicated, isn’t it?…lol
Anyway, I think you guys understand what I was trying to get across.
In other news…to say that I am surprised that we only have a handful of entries so far into the STRIPERTHON contest would be an understatement. You mean not one of those cows beached during NJ bunker blitzes or Canal mackerel madness made its way to us? Weird, but its definitely making us think about what to do in the future. It could be that fishing for our readers has been awful. That is not out of the realm of possibilities. I know that personally, besides few days in Cuttyhunk, this has been by far the worst spring ever for me. But then again, I am not a good barometer of what is going on this year as I had much less time to devote to beach than usual. However, when I did get out, I usually caught…nothing. Or very little. What, you expected me to be like some other fishing celebrities and give you “wink,wink, I had a great year…as always” speech? Sorry to disappoint but that is not my style. I get skunked as often as most others and this year it seems maybe more.
The lack of weakfish is putting a serious dent in my willingness to fight through mosquitoes on a warm ,muggy nights. Damn, when they say you don’t know what you have till you lose it, they are not kidding. I can still see it my head clearly: half ounce lead head with red Man’s eight inch jelly worm. Flip it twenty feet in the inlet, place the seven foot St Croix parallel to the water and twitch it. One ,two, BAM ! That unmistakable headshake, those burst of energy, those gorgeous colors illuminated by moonlight ! It was almost automatic too. I remember taking a 10 plus pound tide runner at noon, on a 99 degree day with hundreds of boats in the inlet.
And now? Those same rips give up an occasional three pound bluefish…on a good day.
Anyone else has a love affair with these fanged creatures?




















