My dad and I got up at o'dark thirty in central CT to meet Capt Ray in his driveway at 4:30 am. We hit the water before sunup and then went searching for bait. After a while we hit a nice mud flat and two schoolies were taken, and then from dead low to a few hours later we had nothing but a few bite-offs from bluefish.
After seeing a large gathering of boats at one particular spot in the bay, we went just past the fleet and found a few nervous schools of large adult pogies. Blues were streaking under and through them, and although a few were connected with none were landed. My dad snagged a pogie that was immediately grabbed by a large blue that we assumed was hooked....after a minute, half a pogie was brought alongside the boat with a large blue still following. The fish circled the bait, took it, and ran again. Still not a hookup, but it played tug of war with my dad for another moment or two before leaving.
One more schoolie was caught towards the end of the outing. Finding bait (aside from the pogies) was tough....nothing really seemed to be concentrated. Capt Ray took us all over in search of fish, but we didn't see anyone really knocking 'em dead.
Highlights: Comaraderie among the crew, the experience of spending time on a great fishing boat, my dad's pet pogies D ), and seeing dad out chasing fish after last year's bypass surgery
Lowlights: Seeing over a dozen deer along the highway on the way to Providence, and seeing a handful of dead deer along the highway on the way back.
Thanks Ray....we had fun. Next time we'll invite the stripers.
After seeing a large gathering of boats at one particular spot in the bay, we went just past the fleet and found a few nervous schools of large adult pogies. Blues were streaking under and through them, and although a few were connected with none were landed. My dad snagged a pogie that was immediately grabbed by a large blue that we assumed was hooked....after a minute, half a pogie was brought alongside the boat with a large blue still following. The fish circled the bait, took it, and ran again. Still not a hookup, but it played tug of war with my dad for another moment or two before leaving.
One more schoolie was caught towards the end of the outing. Finding bait (aside from the pogies) was tough....nothing really seemed to be concentrated. Capt Ray took us all over in search of fish, but we didn't see anyone really knocking 'em dead.
Highlights: Comaraderie among the crew, the experience of spending time on a great fishing boat, my dad's pet pogies D ), and seeing dad out chasing fish after last year's bypass surgery
Lowlights: Seeing over a dozen deer along the highway on the way to Providence, and seeing a handful of dead deer along the highway on the way back.
Thanks Ray....we had fun. Next time we'll invite the stripers.