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Date: August 22, 2021 Body of Water: Casco Bay, Falmouth, Maine Moon Phase: Full Moon Tides: Low Tide at 5:34 AM; Quadrants II and III Boat: None, shore-fishing from landing float With: Alone Target: Striped Bass Time: 4:45 AM - 7:00 AM Conditions: About 65 degrees F; foggy; strange and persistent ESE wind > 10 mph; water clear and about 68 degrees; bioluminescence! Leftover blood-worms in the fridge and the Full Moon of August got me up before 4 AM. I was in place on the dock's float, in the dark, blustery fog by 4:45 and my first drift with a suspended worm was intercepted by the biggest bass of the day. The 25-incher was ablaze with blue bioluminescence as it approached my feet. This was the coolest display of this I've ever seen. I re-created it at will with my rod tip, but my attempt to video this with my phone camera failed. Two of my next three drifts also resulted in bass (about 18 and 21 inches). I was off to a hot start, but then a lull settled in around slack low. Each drift resulted in pulls-down, but instead of bass, these were bait marauders. I lost several worms in a row. A little after 6 AM, a half hour or so into Quadrant III, I got several more bass in quick order, but by 6:20 AM, the action was over. My last four bass had all been teens, including one true micro. Even though the good action had petered out, sporadic pulls-down kept me glued to the dock, waiting for the next real bite! I wish I truly understood the rush a simple, disappearing float still provides to me! What do I have to say about this? Once again, Quadrant II produced better quality while Quadrant III provided more action. I'll have to see if this trend is real or imagined. In the dark and with no lighted floats, and knowing that even the bass seem to be taking the worms lightly, I fished with a single rod, held the entire time. With the reel's bail open and the free-flowing line lightly across my fingertips, I could detect the bass bites and react accordingly, but I was surprised to lose so many baits with no tactile indication that something was going on. Still, I have been able to react to the bass bites more appropriately and more effectively than simply relying on the bait-feeder's noise or a loosely-wrapped bottle toppling over as my strike indicator (like the good old days). With Hurricane/Tropical Storm Henri heading towards a New England landfall, I had some chores to do, including bringing the Portland Pudgy ashore. The weekend's fishing was over, but it had been a pretty good one! Pondering the questions of core essence and finding meaning in unexpected ways
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