"The purpose of this discussion is not so much to suggest serious fly rod assaults on goldeye and turbot, but to remind us how arbitrary the distinction between "game fish" and just plain fish can be. It's worth remembering how recently the bonefish fell into the latter category. The pioneering efforts of a few fly-rodders possessed with the vision thing elevated the bone from a seagoing sucker to Cult Object within our lifetime. It is entirely reasonable to ask what overlooked species might be next" - E. Donnell Thomas, Jr. Whitefish Can't Jump, 1994
So far my "Summer of Stripers" has been just short of a bust for me along the New Hampshire/Plum Island coast. I've caught fish but my total catch from mid June to now equals less than one week of fishing back in 1994 when I first targeted that species. The few fishermen I've talked to say the same thing and I've seen only one other fly caster working the water. It was only about three years ago that "Tincup Bob" took me out in his boat to the jetties where I took over 30 bass. Now the place may have only one or two boats by the mouth of the river and NOBODY is fishing from the Jetty. So far it's an off year in my favorite spots.
Am I remorseful or pissed off or a bit melancholy at this state of affairs? The answer is NO. As the great fly tier A. K. Best once said "The fishing was good but the catching wasn't." And even if I knew that catching would be tough I'd still be out there wading wet with nothing but a small waist pack, a wallet full of streamers and some extra tippet. I will just branch out and fish Ipswich Bay to the south and the Mousam River to the north and if my results are like those of the Red Sox so be it. I'll still have fun and remember - Hope Springs Eternal!!!
Fresh Water
I guess I picked a good season to rest my trout rods with all of this low water and high heat. The Swift is still chugging along at 120 cfs and will continue until we get a good regional soaking that brings the CT River up so that the Swift can come down. I'm actually thinking about chasing Swift browns and brookies this Fall and maybe dusting off my trusted recurve and taking a few shots with it. I haven't bow hunted since 1992 when I gave it up to focus totally on fly fishing. But now...
Ken