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- My personal in depth fishing log, which covers my techniques, strategies, thoughts,
and my life as a Long Island Surf Caster. These reports are nearly on a daily
basis during the season! Example:
Report Date: MECCA 8/25-8/26
My old buddy August finally came through with a quality fish and several other
good fish. The wind made her switch to easterly, which made for sloppy
conditions. With the change, I was jacked up pretty much the whole day, as
easterly slop is always a good bet. I met up with fellow subscriber Mat Martin
at 11pm to fish until 5:30am. Matt had booked the August full (for no
results), and I let him know right off the bat that August had sucked thus
far, except for one decent night. However we were both hopeful, as the new
conditions screamed large. We made our way to the south side and found fish
rather quickly. The first being a nice blue, on an eel. Matt continued to
throw eels while I scouted with a yellow SS darter. After banging my second or
third decent striper (18lbs) I switched Matt over to the same plug. At about
1am I put a 11/2 oz lime green bucktail with red trailer buck. On the first
cast I had a screamer. The drag was sizzling for a good 30 seconds as I felt
the line twist around a rock. OH MY GOD NO!!! YES, a moo moo broke my line,
leaving me with another life long memory. My mouth spat out so many
uncontrolled obscenities, that it would have even made my Dad proud. That was
the best fish I had dropped in a few years. Anyway I banged a couple more
decent bass as the tide lowered itself enough for me to decide to get
deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep on the south side. I knew getting deeeep to a big water
spot had big fish potential with all the bait that has been around, combined
with my buddy- white water. After making the walk, I put on a yellow SS darter
for myself, and a white SS darter for Matt. I put Matt on what I thought was a
decent rock, but more importantly in a position to cast to the better water
column. As Mat got smashed by waves I recall him asking, “ you call this a
good rock?” I screamed into the dark, over the white water and said, “ You
should be on the rock I am standing on”. Who cares about good rocks when
you’re hauling in stripers, which I began to bang immediately? For some reason
Matt just was not connecting. My screaming continued, as I advised to maintain
contact, and to be sure that contact was made as soon as the plug hit he
water. After a couple more stripers I told Mat I had to take a wiz, and asked
if he would be all right for a few minutes alone. As the big sloppy water
threatened his life in the darkness Matt shouted over the roar “ I guess so”.
As I was getting dressed after relieving myself, I see Mat screaming, as he
walked towards me in the surf. My first thoughts were that he was impaled with
a hook, but then I heard “ I got a fish”. “OK, he needs a little help to get a
schoolie off” I thought. I hurried to get my gear back on, and entered night
the surf. Ahhhhh, so that what’s he was screaming about. We brought her onto
the beach, and she weighed out at 30lbs on the nose. I banged another decent
fish on a SS darter (16lbs), and another on a buck, and that was all she
- The SURF RATS BALL Forums. Here you can interact with other casters to obtain information about
our sport of surfcasting that is not tainted or influenced by sponsors So ya
don't get any BS!. These forums are unlike any other forums you will find.
For expample, we have the RIP IT UP forum where reading water, winds,
tides, bait migrations, moons etc. are discussed in detail. Here is an
Here is a pick of a caster somewhere in
the northeast near Montauk. At high tide this piece of structure is under
water. It is mid November and the winds are blowing 35 knots NE. We have
decided to fish the last of the ebb current, which is flowing hard and fast.
- Why have we chosen to fish the last of the ebb?
- What are the most likely primary baits? Why?
- Is this a good wind? Why? Explain what effect this
wind has as related to this structure and current.
- What kind of structure are we targeting? (Bar, trough,
point, hole etc.)
- What lure or plug might be your best choice. Color?
Where is the
most likely spot in this pick as related to wind, and current, that stripers
would be holding? Explain how you would target
- Tip of the week from December to April.
Many of you own what I consider to be the best
surf-fishing reel on the market, bar none. I am speaking of the Van Staal of
course. Like every piece of surf fishing equipment the VS is not perfect. One
of the bad things that can, and does happen, is braid wrapping around the drag
nut. There is an easy fix for this that Donny Musso taught me. Just file down
the outer edges of the nut. Do this and you will eliminate this problem
completely. See pick.
"As I pulled into the
Shagwong parking lot to gear up the 25-knot merciless northwest wind pounded my
buggy with an end of the season vengeance. Temperatures had dropped into the low
twenties, who know how cold with the wind chill. I backed my buggy into the
parking lot so the wind would hit the front of my buggy, and I would have at
least a little shelter while getting into my neoprene gear in the back. With
neoprene top and hood, neoprene gloves, 5ml neoprene waders, I was bullet proof,
or at least I had a false sense of security that I was, but a sense none the
less. I hoped back in my buggy and made my way to Shagwong point. As I entered
the beach the wind blown sand sounded like a billion ants trying to eat away at
every nook and cranny of my truck. I looked out of my salted drivers side window
and saw the bright moon light beat against the big white water, as my buggy
rocked from the hard winter winds. I reasoned that Montauks surf was daring me
to fish it. That seemed reasonable at the time. Nobody on my right, nobody on my
left, nobody on the firing line. Shagwong is a fairly easy place to fish but in
conditions like that if you screw up and fall, with nobody around, your ass is
grass. With that in mind I stuck my chest out, hoped out of my buggy, grabbed my
11 foot Lami, with a Gibbs bottle plug tied to 50lb braid and screamed at the
top of my lungs lets go you mother *&%$#@’s. To make matters more challenging
the point had completely changed from just a couple of weeks ago, and now stuck
out about 50 more yards into the Block Island Sound. The outer bar had also
shifted to the North side of the point creating a huge slough way between the
point and bar. More dangerous and more fishy."
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