The first fishing location was at the mouth of the Connecticut River. The carcasses of osprey killed Stripers gave me some hope. I spent a while fiddling around with assorted patterns. then the Bunker Blitz began. I have some big menhaden patterns, but was well out of casting range. I could only watch the carnage unfold, and frantic bunker leaped and were knocked around by Blue fish and Striper. What I would have done for a kayak!
Then the position change was made and the location looked promising for snapper. I didn't get any though. Next time. I might be in Rhode Island tomorrow. Who knows what I'll find there.