


May 28, 2013
Book Winner and My Bloody Weekend
By Joe Cermele
Last Friday I asked you to tell me your most ridiculous fishing on a holiday weekend tale. Apparently most of you either don't fish holiday weekends, or took off on Friday, too, because I only got 8 responses. Nonetheless, there were some terrific stories of holiday shenanigans posted, but the signed copy of "The Total Fishing Manual" has to go to David Lester. His story was pretty short and sweet, but boat ramp hijinx so careless they result in a lost boat and truck in one fell swoop takes the cake. As for my holiday weekend it was a bloody mess.

Thanks to some unseasonably cold weather here in the Northeast, the striper action off the coast of good old Jersey went from 60 to 0 in one passing front. Try as I might to find fish and bait in water temperature that chilled drastically in a matter of 24 hours, I have to own up to a big, fat skunk on stripers. That's not to suggest, however, that I skunked entirely. My buddy Rick and I ran into a pack of bluefish Sunday afternoon, and Rick was so caught up in the excitement I think he forgot that they have teeth and have no problem removing the tip of your finger.
I will not forget that bluefish have teeth for a while, because I figure it'll be months before I find and scrub every spot of blood on my boat and tackle that spilled from Ricky's finger. It was as though we'd caught, killed, and gutted a whale on deck. But I guess it's like they say; a bloody boat is a happy boat, even if that blood is human.
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Bluefish, I want another one! Can't wait to get back. I had a near miss and almost went swimming this weekend at a high mountain lake....
Looks like it could have been worse. At least it doesn't look very deep. But it's a good reminder to always watch out for the teeth.
The cottonwood tree hatch is on in full swing, Joe. It's the rare chance to catch carp on dry flies.
it.... hurts... to... type...
nice blog chache.
I should tell you about the time I was pike fishing on the CT river in winter time (yankee power plant) and bled from my big toe. Nawww, I'll save that for another time ;)
How do I collect that great looking fishing manual? :)
I'll have my people call your people...
I was maybe 6 and fishing for fluke with my uncle just off Montauk with a chunk of clam on a hook. When about a 8in blue fish took my bait after reeling it in my uncle went to take it off the hook. The little guy latched onto his thumb and sent the hook into his index finger. By the time he got the hook and fish off his hand the little fish cut him nearly to the bone. He still has the scars to this day both physically and emotionally due to the ribbing that he continues to get to this day.
This is one of the many reasons I have always said blue's are pound for pound one of the toughest fish i have ever encountered.
I can't wait for the blues to show up here in the Chesapeake. Good fightin' fish, easy to catch and best of all good eatin'. Dare I say as good as rockfish.
WRF3 - They're great smoked. That how you cook em? I'm on the Chesapeake myself.
When I was young and dumb and had a pack of friends who were of like mind we went for a three day fishing weekend. We passed out on the bank the first night and then the motor would not start the next morning. We spent the remainder of the weekend taking turns swimming upstream and pulling the boat behind us. Needless to say we had plenty of beer.
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Bluefish, I want another one! Can't wait to get back. I had a near miss and almost went swimming this weekend at a high mountain lake....
Looks like it could have been worse. At least it doesn't look very deep. But it's a good reminder to always watch out for the teeth.
The cottonwood tree hatch is on in full swing, Joe. It's the rare chance to catch carp on dry flies.
it.... hurts... to... type...
nice blog chache.
I should tell you about the time I was pike fishing on the CT river in winter time (yankee power plant) and bled from my big toe. Nawww, I'll save that for another time ;)
How do I collect that great looking fishing manual? :)
I'll have my people call your people...
I was maybe 6 and fishing for fluke with my uncle just off Montauk with a chunk of clam on a hook. When about a 8in blue fish took my bait after reeling it in my uncle went to take it off the hook. The little guy latched onto his thumb and sent the hook into his index finger. By the time he got the hook and fish off his hand the little fish cut him nearly to the bone. He still has the scars to this day both physically and emotionally due to the ribbing that he continues to get to this day.
This is one of the many reasons I have always said blue's are pound for pound one of the toughest fish i have ever encountered.
I can't wait for the blues to show up here in the Chesapeake. Good fightin' fish, easy to catch and best of all good eatin'. Dare I say as good as rockfish.
WRF3 - They're great smoked. That how you cook em? I'm on the Chesapeake myself.
When I was young and dumb and had a pack of friends who were of like mind we went for a three day fishing weekend. We passed out on the bank the first night and then the motor would not start the next morning. We spent the remainder of the weekend taking turns swimming upstream and pulling the boat behind us. Needless to say we had plenty of beer.
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