I'm very stubborn. As long as decent reports are coming in from Long Island sound, I'm going to be trying to get out after that one last striper. This morning I fished the lower Connecticut River and there was radio silence. Nobody home. No bait, no bass. Later in the day my father, brother and I went out looking for hickory shad, and we found one. This one:
I suspect the super moon flood tide has something to do with the rather boring salt water fishing lately.
When we got back from the short outing I decided to go to a pond where the bluegills seem to eat dry flies any time the surface is not mostly frozen. With 7x and assorted midge patterns, I had a tremendous amount of fun. There are certain times of year when I particularly enjoy fishing for 'gills and this is one of them.