Quick paddle up to the academy bridge. I wanted to go try to go downtown, since the Pride of Baltimore is in town, but too much to do today.
100 days on the water, now it's time to go to the cabin.
Century Club: Ben Clark
Grey and drizzle couldn't keep me off the water to score day 99!
98 days on the water and I finally hooked a rockfish. 13 inches of bull fury churning the sea into a sea thing mass of foam, and for the first time this year, if you don't count the two cownose rays I caught back in the spring.
I took E's kayak out, since the water was licking the deck of the dock. Went up to the drawbridge and back, most of the docks were underwater.
I'm throwing a little panic as a storm is moving up the coast threatening 3 foot storm surge. I don't need that,
Went up halfway to the bridge, and back against the wind. Stupid storm is going to keep me off the 100 mark before I can get back to the cabin.
I took Orla to Sandy Point and instantly found the fish, but the wind had set up from the north overnight and tossed up a pretty rough sea. I went down to Whitehall Bay, but lots of other folks had the same idea and it was a little crowded for trolling, so I tried getting up to the Magothy but the pounding was relentless, so I elected to pack it in after four hours.
Went over to the 50 bridge and hugged the shoreline for an hour, but no bites. Totally dead air, so I couldn't use the sail.
A rainy and gusty morning kept me from venturing out early, and kept me bottled up when I did get out. I did learn all about crimes of barratry while I waited for the weather to open.
I had to swerve all the head boats, but I still got a good hour of fishing in.
Lots of company on the creek this morning. It is still a bit rough on the river, so I'm sticking to the streams that I'm used to, and the parade of fools started early so I didn't stay out long.