This is an amazing time to be on the water, both here in Maine and down in Boston Harbor, Cape Cod Bay and the south side of the Cape. Some days it's full on summer and other days it is very clearly fall. There is a touch of melancholy to every outing, as the days seem so much shorter and the fish start moving south but there is also a sense that we're onto a secret. With so many people turning their attention to house projects, youth soccer games, early season hunts and even winterizing their boats (Yikes!) we can feel like we've got it figured out and everyone else is missing the boat.
Here are some seasonal thoughts that have been rattling around in my brain these past few weeks.
Too many windy days – everywhere - Kennebec River, Stellwagen Bank, Vineyard Sound.
Having to wear socks for a reason other than bug protection.
Lower angle of the sun makes sighting stripers more difficult.
Running low on hot fly patterns.
Hurricane swell messing up water clarity on the striper flats.
Sunset before 7:00 PM.
Dry, bright, clear, days with strong NW wind.
The run and gun crowd on the albie circuit.
Fewer excuses for why I haven’t finished remodeling the kitchen.
Did I mention the wind?
Trying to find my wool hat.
Wondering if the swarms of peanut bunker will ever return to Maine.
Thoughts of season pass sales numbers, staff training, new voucher policies and moving to Sunday River.
Small bait is easy to imitate with a more castable fly.
Wearing socks for reasons other than bug protection.
No 2:30 AM wake up times.
Having a little more time to refill fly boxes between trips.
Eating supper with Sarah more than once a week.
Ice in the cooler lasts a lot longer.
Skinny water stripers slamming all sorts of flies.
Far fewer boats on the water here in Maine.
Fat striped bass and fast false albacore.
Finding my wool hat.
The colors at Small Point.
Re-rigging the small metals for the windy day albie hunts.
The slow rate of growth of the lawn.
Indian summer days on the tuna grounds of Cape Cod Bay.
Taking along a thermos of tea for the first time since early June.
Thoughts of woodcock, grouse, pheasants, sharptails and huns.
Hope you've enjoyed this month as much as I have. Remember that there are still a lot of fish to be caught.
Capt. Peter Fallon