Once more trip to do some basic maintanence on the sailboat, but that darn rack of kayaks is always beckoning, so....
Shoved off circa 1145 hrs....that south wind was a bit more than last week, but still manageable. It's surpring that on the north shore of the Magothy, the south wind is so cold! But it's blowing over a decent fetch to the other side and it gets refridgerated by the river's surface temperature, still 36 F.
I took a rod, figured maybe the yellow perch had shown up, or a stay pickerel that hasn't already felt the barb of a hook. No luck, or maybe it's better to say: no skill.
Old Cranky was back in the northeast branch again, and to my amazement, he let me get pretty close and he put on a fishing demonstration. Turns out you have to wade in ankle deep water, stand very very still, crook your neck back like a snake getting ready to strike. And then have at it. He was successful about half the time. Which beats my success rate: 80 or so casts, zero fish.
At least the alligators were not back yet, like this one I saw on Decenber 2, 2021.
Wx: 47 degrees F, South 8-14
Critters: The usual suspects
Gear: same as it ever was
Tide: very low, as in FULL MOON