Daily Fishing and Outdoor Report
Sunday, August 31, 2014: Man, did the wind do a dance all over this day. Despite earlier forecasts of low winds for today, it honked one good, but not enough to lose any humidity. I had a v-ball tournament in Al V’s yard in BL and it was humid enough to cut with a hard serve.
Had a 30 knot SW gust, late afternoon.
It was not the stuff of fishing, though folks were obviously trying, this being the last boating weekend for many folks. The fluke are still there and won’t be going anywhere fast, which is good for those of us wanting to finally surfcast for them. I got a goodly amount of feedback from folks on the same post-season launch schedule as me, i.e. finally able to free up time to begin a few months of hitting the beach, bay and ocean.
Holgate beach will be open to vehicles with Long Beach Township 2014 permits beginning tomorrow. Keep an eye on tides to figure when the best time is to go on. Forgive the sophomoric nature of this, but it takes a 4WD vehicle to go on the beach. I promise you I have written about the opening of Holgate to vehicles and there are all too often a few folk who try to drive on with their 2WD trucks or even in their sedans. Then they blame me. Gospel truth. One of the more common numbnuts excuses has to do with driving on in Daytona Beach.
Far more serious for me – because I once got a scathing letter from birders – is the misinterpretation when I write that the Holgate beachfront is open for hikers and birders. This DOES NOT mean the entire refuge is open. In fact, the refuge itself is always closed to humans. The signs are explicit. Sure, a goodly number of walkers will always ignore the signage. Just so they don’t use me as their written-word rationale for ignoring the signs.
Banded rudderfish have taken the lead in odd and plentiful fish being taken in the bay and even within inlets. As I’ve written in past blogs, these are powerful little amberjacks, though seldom going above a foot in length, being the second smallest amberjack. The like the heck out of the likes of small spinners or mini-metals, like those used for snapper blues. They can not only be drawn to grass shrimp chumlines but can become pesky. I’m told they’re of little food value. I’ve never tried one but just might if I get one. By the by, they’re occasionally caught as far north as Nova Scotia -- and even around PEI.
This coming week will see skeleton crews on beach patrols. Don’t be getting cocky, swimming-wise. It’s right after the season ends that I’ve seen ugly swimming accidents, i.e. near drownings and worse.
I’m continuing my summer rip current reports with the National Weather Service through September. I see some very warm weather and the current mild water mixing it up with wind swells and ground swells. In fact, it could easily become rip central out there for the next few weeks. For unguarded folks beaching it from here on in, it’ll come down to ocean smarts. I’d like to think folks would follow the rhythmic rule, “If in doubt, don’t go out.” But alack -- and “(Hack, hack) Help!” too many folks feel they’re above such elemental alerts. OK, forget the rhyme then. I’ll unrhythmically ask, “And how long can you tread water?”
Jason caught a fish tonight