I drove back to CT for the evening and got back with just enough time for my brother and I to fish a local lake for the last hour or so of light. We went old school and fished from a canoe with not much besides two spinning rods and a few lures. Bill had all the success, landing 3 smallmouth bass, all on a small crankbait.
By 5 am this morning we were hitched up to our friend Chris's boat and heading south along the river to Old Saybrook. We launched in a dense fog that never lifted and headed to a few early season schoolie haunts after hearing reports that they were here. The water was high, filled with debris, and a chocolaty brown color. It was a slow ride south and without a compass and gps, we might still be out there! Spot number one yielded no results, we didn't even see fish spook off the shallow flats like we normally would when they arive. Spot two brought a quick bite for Bill, a striper about 22" long (this would be our only fish of the morning). We fished a while longer and called it a morning. I think the water needs to drop and clear up a bit, as well as probably warm up a few degrees before the bite turns on.
Bill with a pound and a half smallmouth
A foggy steam out.
Bill's striper
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