Under a rising moon, cutting through a persistent yet manageable wind chop, it wasnt long before we were speed drifting our beloved wall, peppering casts between kelp lanes, with Als Thin Lizzie doing damage early. Then it slowed with intermittent flurries, to break up long periods of laughter and storytelling, as the bass geared up for their nightly assault. Drifting further east under calming conditions and with the Bee Gees Night Fever thumping from the Queen Mary, things switched ON. Shouts of, BIT ON THE SINK! and THERES A DOUBLE covered the Edgewater for the next ninety minutes. It was good, REAL GOOD. Eventually satiated and with reddened bass thumbs and big fat grins on full display, we blasted home at 5,000 rpms under the orangey glow of the harbor lights. Thank Al for a fun-filled evening of calico bass on the fly.
Posted on: Sun, 10 Aug 2014 16:14:28 +0000
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