It was the perfect night: warm, but not too warm, the setting sun turning the sky progressive shades of purple, pink, and dark, inky blue. The striped bass were out in Boston, and my friends were along the ride.
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We had a great time last night at the 2nd Annual Boston Holiday Meetup. It was great to catch up with so many people!
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I’m excited to be one of the co-sponsors for the 2nd annual Holiday Meet Up of some of New England’s great outdoor companies, this year on Thursday December 3rd. Last year we had an awesome time.
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This past year, the fishing in Boston harbor was decent, though my honey hole seems to have run dry. I did find some new spots, north and south. And I did bring along a camera, and got some shots from our adventures. Hope you enjoy!
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Last night, as the mercury plunged, a few friends gathered to tie flies in a subterranean Boston restaurant. It was a great antidote to the bitter cold outside: jokes were told, patterns debated, and the jerk chicken was much, much hotter than people remembered.
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I’m excited to be a part of this great event with The Fly Pack, Cheeky Reels, and a lot of great New England outdoor retailers. Check out the flyer and RSVP!
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First, they were south of me: schoolies in Rhode Island. Then, they were suddenly north of me: schoolies on the North Shore. It was like I was the bulls eye no one could hit — until I hit it yesterday afternoon.
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In a college course on pre-Socratic philosophy, a teacher summed up one of the teachings of Heraclitus by saying: “Through suffering comes beauty.” Tonight, as I saw the first stripers of my year landed around me, that certainly was the case. The night began promisingly: a good tide, aligning with the end of the work day, and light drizzles throughout the day — conditions which, according to one, had yielded fish in the past at this spot. At lunch, the same friend had walked to the Charles River waterfront and cast a line. The stripers that followed his fly to the shore were all the proof we needed to end speculation: Fish were going to be caught this night.
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In case you’re wondering: the striped bass are still not in Boston Harbor. As I wrote in a previous post, this is a hard time for fly fishermen. After a long, cold winter, a few months away from feeling the pull of a fish on a fly line can drive a fly fisherman to do things he knows are futile. And so, today, a few of us struck out to chase stripers in Boston Harbor.
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