Tales From theWheelhouse
Here we are whittling away at January, and winter as we’ve come to know it hasn’t displayed much. Sunday morning I took Bo down to Bay Park and around 6ish the cavalcade of duck hunters was in line waiting to launch their boats.
Aspiring Elmer Fudds in appearance, camo, boots and big guns all chipper as they set out to make their blinds before sunrise. Odd group of fellas I thought dedicated to leave a warm bed on Sunday morning.
Continuing on I headed for Rockaway, but first a pit stop for a cup of tea. Now tea is a very interesting thing in my world in lieu of the fact that it’s really hard to get tea the way one likes it. Next time when ordering a tea observe the process.
Simultaneously the tea, milk and sugar are dumped in resulting in a warm concoction of water and milk. Correct? Well let me share a little secret that one of Rockaway’s own has given me.
Here’s what you do – order tea with no milk or sugar. Then after it steeps give or take a minute that you’re deciding on which donut to consume before leaving you tell the counter person; “hey could you dump some of that water and add cream?” And there it is you have the perfect cup of tea. Kudos to Frank for passing on this tradition, I often wonder at the many geniuses in the fish world.
Up front on the ocean side of Rockaway on any given day some birds can be seen about a mile or so off the beach, no doubt chasseing remnants of the striped bass migration. Reflecting back on this past fall the fishing wasn’t too bad.
Diehards are still probing the local waters, those with commercial licenses picking a few blackfish, others on the prowl for cod and ling. Across the “pond” in New Jersey the bass season remains open and some fish have been caught mostly south of Shark River.
The bassin’ usually holds up through January especially south of Cape May. Meanwhile Montauk and the east end are in full codfish mode. Out there cod is king this time of year and with the comfortable weather as a given for the moment why not get a few licks in.
Soon to follow will be the perennial fishing seminars that we all expect during the doldrums, oh and the boat shows nothing better in a recession, except maybe a good cup of tea.
Until the next tide ….