Night Time Stripers

The second week of my trip was centred on the Striperheads Clave on Cape Cod. Monday saw us travel from the mountains were there was a chill in the air to Nickelson Cape site where the yurt waited for us. Weather here was different to the last few days and was sunny and hot. I had a suspicion that this may mean that the water had not cooled to encourage the autumn migration of the stripers. But there may be a bright side, the False Albacore may be about. Apparently this was a good year for them. I was not to be disappointed on the first morning of fishing. We went to Forest Beach, know to be in what we called ‘Albie Alley’ and not much was seen along the beach apart from some visible baitfish which increased in number as we made our way along the beach. At the end where the beach reaches the entrance to the mill pond/salt marsh is a stone jetty with deep water. It was here that I saw the full extent of the baitfish, absolutely tons but where were the predators? All I saw were Bluefish of the really little kind.

After a while bigger splashes appeared, here for a minute or so then somewhere else but slowly moving towards the jetty. I started to suspect Albies, then when they got close I saw one side on and one head on, bingo, they were Albies but unfortunately they wouldn’t take (lock jaw).

I tried the sandeel pattern that I had come up with the week before and got a lot of interest from the Snapper Blues and maybe a take or two from bigger fish but no real connection. The same happened again on Wednesday but fished on to dark and while we were on our way in splashes and swirls appeared up the creek itself. I stopped and fished and Wayne missed one on plug. At the inlet for the millpond (lower), we stopped and got out the fly rods. We wet waded, and by this time it was actually dark but we could hear the fish. Casting towards the far bank we started getting takes and the fish fought hard, possibly due to the shallow water. I took all mine on a size one chartreuse and white beastmaster (should have tried a black one). At the turn of the tide the takes stopped and we returned back to base.

Brewster Flats

                Brewster Flats

Thursday morning saw a trip to an old haunt, Brewster flats, Oh, boy had this place changed. The channel was now left to right and appeared to be further out and no channel by the orange buoy. I only saw one fish taken and not much bait. I did see quite a few big crabs though. The evening saw a return to the mill pond fished a couple of nights before but although we could hear fish, we had nothing although alot of bait was observed. I lie, I did get a fish about 10 inches long with black bars on olive sides and back, and I have no idea what it was!

Friday was spent packing and chilling before the long flight back. Until next year!

Ashley

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Trying for American Trout in a Drought

I have just returned home from a two week trip to the USA, the trip was actually centred around the Striperheads Clave but I kind of messed up the flights and ended up going a week early. Not a problem, a friend kindly offered to put me up at his house for a week (read put up with me) and fish the streams around his home in the Adriondack Mountains. Once I arrived (delayed plane meant the travel took me via NewYork itself by Amtrack train), I was greeted with the news that the area was in the middle of a drought. I saw rivers that I should have been fishing very low, down to minimum water levels with no sign of fishy life. However, a little driving around provided the news that the west branch of the Au Sable River had water.This meant a trip over to the river to check it out, and an opportunity to visit a fly store (actually two, The Mountineer and the Hungry Trout). I picked up some leader material from the first and a few bits from the second but no Snowshoe rabbit feet which I was really hoping for.

The following day I actually got to go fishing! First stop was the Saranac, near Clayburg. After yesterdays visit to the Hungry Trout I fished the suggested method of a large dry with a small nymph tied to the eye via a short length of leader. I am really going to have to apply this to the Usk when I fish it in the future. The river itself was tinged with an Iron colour which reminded me of the Usk at times (close to being peat stained). Because the river was slightly similar to the UK in Wales (rocky) I felt at ease but failed to catch. I must also point out that this river was twice as wide as the Usk. The visible bugs here were a few BWO’s and sedges but no fish were to be seen.

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Saranac River, Clayburg

After a break for lunch we moved on to the West Au Sable, A little more rocky but still felt at ease due to its appearance, reminiscent of a rocky western stream in the wilds of Wales. The bit I fished was the Shadow rock pool. Unlike the Saranac, I saw more fly life but mostly of the cricket/hopper kind, I mean these hoppers were huge but mostly in the size 8 to 12 range. My friend actually suggested that I try use smaller hoppers. I used the same set up as before but changed to a size 12 Adams parachute (nothing bigger, size 10 was suggested). I actually managed to get a hit… all 3 inches of tiny bait fish and lost a decent trout. The very odd fish was also seen to rise. What made this section of river special was seeing my first Bald Eagle, getting up close to a dirty great Heron and an Osprey.

Upstream of the Shadow Rock

Upstream of the Shadow Rock

The Shadow Rock

The Shadow Rock

Ashley