April 29, 2004

Stalking The Elusive Turdfish

It's harder than it used to be in Boston Harbor.

With a good tide, the Bubble would produce a 200-yard-long slick of brown sludge. “I didn’t care that I had to pick turds or bits of toilet paper off my line. There was actually quite a bit of life there, you know.”

Posted by Bigwig at April 29, 2004 03:02 PM | TrackBack
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Reminds me of my 1st days at CDL. It was early Spring around March. Farmer John had hired me to get things ready for the summer. Naturally, I had fished a few times from the pier, no luck. So on this day, I thought about some freshwater action. Largemouth bass might be spawning in that "small pond" behind the Craft Hut. Yes indeed, you guessed it. I spent about an hour working a small plastic worm in good old Lake Peuw. Drew was kind enough to let me know if I caught something, it'd be a good idea to throw it back! Things clicked real quick for me after I started closely looking at the water. I'm just glad I didn't decide to try wade fishing that day!!

Posted by: Mason at April 29, 2004 03:46 PM