Saturday was our annual community fishing tournament. For the 2nd year in a row the weather was abysmal and no Rock were caught. We had 30 knot winds and driving rains for most of the day. It was just plain miserable, but my daughter Grace, myself, and her friend Carter gave it our best shot. Maybe next year.
Sunday brought bright blue sunny skies and much tamer wind conditions. I headed out around 5 and made my way to Glebe bay. The fish did not seem to be there, but I did manage to pick up one keeper around 6 PM. On my way in I worked the point near the Snow-Renfro house and had on what seemed to be the biggest river fish ever. Huge splash and fish took off perpendicular to boat. Dorsal fin cut across the surface like a bullet and then just like that the fish was gone. DANG
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Happy Holidays Rich! What a lousy end of season for the River.
Been out at Kent Narrows and it hasn't been much better. Just refuse to troll!
Thinking about going down to Ches. Bay Bridge Tunnel? You interested?
John kingcp@comast.net
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