Surf Fishing for Winter Striper!
Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 1:23 pm
So, I was in my comfortable beach chair talking with my good surf fishing bud of many years. No work. No worries. Life is always good fishing in the wild ocean. We had grown weary of watching our rods staked out approximately 25 yards from our rest zone by our trucks. The weather forecast looked nasty for the next few days and we were fishing in front of the approaching storm for winter striper. The sun was setting on the cloud infested horizon. Another splendid day was closing the curtains.
Then my friend looked at me and asked me a silly question- "How do you like your new 12' surf rod and reel?" I said I liked it fine. He replied- "Well you better run get it- it is getting ready to take a swim in the ocean!" I gazed away from him to my new rod and watched my sand spike giving way in the Outer Banks beach sand towards the big drink. It was nearly horizontal and touching the ground when I sprinted just fast enough (not very fast) to catch the butt of my rod to save it from near disaster.
Whatever was on the other end had set the hook itself and was pulling away on my drag. Fifteen short minutes later and I had a 40 lb striper in my arms (see photo). This fish fed 12 men thrice on our week at the OBX. We baked it, fried it, and finished it up in a big fish chowder. I was happy to share. They were happy I shared too! That's my story and I'm sticking to it!
Then my friend looked at me and asked me a silly question- "How do you like your new 12' surf rod and reel?" I said I liked it fine. He replied- "Well you better run get it- it is getting ready to take a swim in the ocean!" I gazed away from him to my new rod and watched my sand spike giving way in the Outer Banks beach sand towards the big drink. It was nearly horizontal and touching the ground when I sprinted just fast enough (not very fast) to catch the butt of my rod to save it from near disaster.
Whatever was on the other end had set the hook itself and was pulling away on my drag. Fifteen short minutes later and I had a 40 lb striper in my arms (see photo). This fish fed 12 men thrice on our week at the OBX. We baked it, fried it, and finished it up in a big fish chowder. I was happy to share. They were happy I shared too! That's my story and I'm sticking to it!