On a nice little stretch off work I'm greeted with a rare Mid May noreaster. Frustrated and tired of staring at 30-40 knot NE winds, I drive about 45 minutes Northwest to explore the beautiful New Jersey Pine Barrens and some old cranberry bogs. Target species: chain pickerel.
Found some action. Lost a bunch. I really lose it between 15:00 and about 18:15. My internal monologue is just hilarious.
I think growing up I was so spoiled at just how good my local ponds were. I had some real good largemouth bass fishing just a short bike ride away, and still to this day the biggest pickerel I've ever seen. Legit 2-3 footers.
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3 окт 2024
