It was about time for some bigger fish to start showing up out at the Point so I made my first Montauk run on Saturday night. Nothing – which is what I usually get my first one or two trips out there. Tried again on Monday night and found bait and a lot of blue fish. It felt good to have a tight line and ocean conditions were perfect, but after 9 big blue fish and one expensive lost lure, I was ready to leave Montauk. I left the yak outfitted and headed for Shinnecock (east side) for a possible ocean launch right before sunrise. I got hit by a deer (Yes, IT hit ME.) and I was looking for a silver lining.
When I got to Shinny I didn’t need to launch, as I could see birds on bait right in the surf, so I just grabbed my surf rod off the roof and tossed a bottle plug out. Three casts, 3 fish; the first two bass about 27-28 inches and the third a blue. After the sun rose, it was all blues.
Third trip to the Point was the charm. Drove very slowly in the fog. Got there a little bit earlier in the tide than I normally do and quickly dropped a nice fish. Didn’t get a look at it, so I told myself it was a bluefish. The next hit wasn’t. it was one of those unnerving times when you know you have hooked into a fish but the fish does not know that it has hooked into you. I quickly got my kayak positioned and can type with the line. The fish was big but my lure (and hook) was small so I needed a good set or I would pull it right out of its mouth. Patience and timing conspired to help me land a healthy 47 inch bass. I still have front end damage to pay for on my truck but now it somehow seems worthwhile.
I headed back home, woke up my son and dragged him down to Shinnecock to share in what I’d hoped would be a second morning of productive surfcasting. We got there after sunrise so it was only blue fish that were biting but the action was nonstop. My son and I were catching them off the beach on the east shore but folks on both sides of the inlet were getting lots of bluefish.