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Date: June 29, 2024 Body of Water: Casco Bay Boat: amybaby22 With: Alone Target: Stripers Time: 8:30 AM - 12:30 PM Tide: Low at about 11:43 AM Moon Phase: Waning quarter moon Conditions: Overcast with sprinkles; strong southwest wind >12 mph with gusts to over 25 mph; 60 - 63 degrees. Water temperature 56 degrees F (+/-). A significant cold front had passed through over the previous couple of days, with a humid warm front approaching. I was confronted with mist, clouds, wind and cold water, everywhere. Virtually the entire session was invested in searching for bait, while trying to not start too far from the mooring. Clapboard East, Basket Island and any associated navigational markers were all barren. Plenty of seals were on the lookout, but none seemed to be searching too hard or successfully. The next move was to the throat between Long and Little Chebeague Islands, and I did score a single mackerel from near a floating shellfish operation. But that was it. I've not fished stripers too much in this "Chandler Cove", and I spied an enticing reef and ledge. With ebb current near peak, I decided to do a drift along this new-to-me structure. I deployed the bait in 25+ feet of water and gained control of my line and the boat. Just a couple of moments later, just as the hull hovered off he reef's shallow tip, a bass took the bait. I was fortunate to land a prime 29-inch striper from a new spot! In the cool, moving water, this bass tested my light tackle and provided a good account of itself. After a quick photo, I helped the bass catch her breath before she scooted away to the depths. I continued my exploration of this channel and navigation markers for bait. Coming up empty, I casted a fluke along an extensive current-swept break and shallows. It looked good, but just didn't produce. I ran around Little Chebeague and up the channel between Littlejohn and Chebeague Islands, hoping to find some bait in the deep water near the pinch-point. Along the way, I noted a couple of boulder reefs that warrant future assessment. Not finding any, I tried to troll a tube-n-worm (Gulp! variety) pass along a favored edge, but the wind was now howling and my control was nil. I decided to tackle the long, upwind trek home and made it with no problems and before the weather really fell apart. What do I have to say about this? Back at the dock near slack low tide, I saw a couple of neighbors worming from the float. They reported a couple of bites and landed a bass while I was mooring the boat. Gray skies, low tide, and worms; a good local combination. I've located another eagle's nest, seals are abundant, and the osprey chicks are hatching and beseeching their parents for food. There's always something to watch! Now, if I could only find some consistent bait... Pondering the questions of core essence and finding meaning in unexpected ways
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