I spent the day yesterday in Rhode Island with the family. I spent the whole time on the beach napping, but when we passed a very nice little harbor and I spotted tons of menhaden I sprung into action. I was soon waiting shore side with fly rod in hand, hoping some big predators were there to eat the bunker. That never happened, but I realized that the bait were willing to nip and a tiny nymph I had on my hat and I caught quite a few of them.
Tiny but very pretty!
Later on I found myself being pounded by surf on a rocky shoreline trying unsuccessfully to reach stripers feeding in the waves. Even the very kind surf caster next to me was having a hard time reaching them. He did get two while I was there. At one point he offered me two lures, I had to decline as I was only rigged with fly rod. Thanks any way, friend... people like that are one of my favorite thing about fishing.