Rockaway Outdoors/Tales From The Wheelhouse
As the Holiday season rolls in the fishing season seems to slow down a bit. The 15th marked the end of the striped bass fishery in our area, too bad the herring schools laying downeast are finally moving through followed by plenty of bass. Oh well, the Jersey boys will get on them for now. I guess that’s one of the problems with coastal migratory patterns, the lawmakers can punch in dates but are unable to account for climate fluctuations that impact our fisheries. Anyway, blackfishing will also be winding down so codfish, ling and, if they come around, whiting will be bending rods for a while.
I guess I’ll be counting the days until striped bass opens; April 15 is circled on my desk calendar. So for the moment we’ll catch our breath and then it’s off to the shipyard for some much needed maintenance and upgrades. This past week I ran into Paul Greenberg, author of the bestseller Four Fishes; he finally hit me off with a free copy and for any fish enthusiast it’s a must read. Paul’s no slouch with a rod in hand and has bested many a striper aboard my boat.
The bay as dusk approaches coming in from offshore could easily be mistaken for a Currier and Ives print, the darkness a perfect background for the many lights twinkling from Breezy to Far Rock. Each with its own identity, many silhouettes with the same holiday lights year after year, it’s almost as if I know them. They’re both a sad and cheerful welcome; in one sense they signal the ending of 2011 and on the other end announce the holidays and New Year. Take your pick I’ll just smile as my boat slides through the water; until the next tide Happy Holidays …