Man, this hit all kinds of nerves... My Dad grew up right around the corner in Astoria. After the war he settled in Indiana where I grew up
and live. I'm afraid it would be kind of a haul to make those Monday meetings. On a trip to eastern Maryland, a couple of weeks ago I took
my first "Salty" on a fly. It was a 21" rockfish (Stripah) on an 8 wt with an olive clouser. The hit was soft, but the runs just about had my thumb smoking.
I got my first taste of saltwater angling catching sea robins off of the piers at Jones Beach in the 60s. Thanks for a jaunt down memory lane...
fish on,
rivereddy