So, you wanna hear a fish story? I've got two. One real and one not so real.
The first one took place this weekend. HWNSNBP and I were "down the shore" and wanted to do some fishing Sunday morning. So, we got ourselves together and walked across the street to the public dock. We found a spot and got our lines ready and started casting away. It was a nice cool morning but we weren't getting any bites and the view of the lighthouse across the bay was very enticing. So much so that I said to HWNSNBP that we should have gone fishing at the lighthouse. Then there was a lightbulb moment when we looked at each other and almost simultaneously said - "Do you want to go?"
We packed up our gear (2 poles, bait, bucket, and tackle box) and headed out there. It was a good 30-40 minute drive, but we were lucky enough to find a parking space right near the inlet.
HWNSNBP brought his fluke rig and I was fishing with spearing for blue fish. I was a little flummoxed as there was a metal railing on top of the concrete wall bordering the water. I didn't know if I should climb up on the bench behind us or onto the concrete itself to cast out when HWNSNBP told me just to stick my pole between the opening in the railing and cast that way.
By this time we were attracting more attention as it seemed no one else was catching anything. After I caught my third fish, someone went over to HWNSNBP and commented that I was catching all the fish and he wasn't getting anything! I know he was sadly aware of that! That prompted him to put the fluke rig away and get his light gear out at which point we both were pulling them in. I have to say that he did catch the biggest fish of the day.........