Richard Berkley

Stop Casting About Aimlessly; Make Stripers a Game Fish

About 15 years ago Fred Golofaro (longtime publisher of a popular East Coast fishing weekly) and I stood ankle deep at North Bar, a striper hot spot on Montauk’s rocky north side. We watched as medium sized stripers exploded under pencil poppers that were being cast out into the rip by a line of surf men. Neither of us thought we would ever witness this startling recovery of striper fishing. Rods were bowed, fishermen were crazed, drags were hissing, birds were screaming and bass were blasting through shoals of silversides. It was a classic, late fall Montauk blitz.

 

 

 

About 15 years ago Fred Golofaro (longtime publisher of a popular East Coast fishing weekly) and I stood ankle deep at North Bar, a striper hot spot on Montauk’s rocky north side. We watched as medium sized stripers exploded under pencil poppers that were being cast out into the rip by a line of surf men. Neither of us thought we would ever witness this startling recovery of striper fishing. Rods were bowed, fishermen were crazed, drags were hissing, birds were screaming and bass were blasting through shoals of silversides. It was a classic, late fall Montauk blitz.

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