My Son Found some Schoolie Bass
A few days back, my son took his kayak down to the mouth of the Connecticut River. Things have been pretty slow, but this time he found some schoolie bass.
He tells me the tide was slack high and the bass were pushing bait up in the weeds. Where lucky egrets were scarfing down anything the bass missed. You gotta love it. Using his new Wild Water fly rod, the one I told you about awhile back, he landed several stripers. Nothing huge, but it must been fun. Nice going.