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.
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!