Catching the Last Stripers of Fall on Cape Cod

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Catching the Last Stripers of Fall on Cape Cod

I’m a dreamer–a hopeless surf-fishing romantic. In many ways, I am the archetype of the angler who fishes for reasons that have nothing to do wit

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I’m a dreamer–a hopeless surf-fishing romantic. In many ways, I am the archetype of the angler who fishes for reasons that have nothing to do with fighting or reeling in fish. I look for very specific things in my angling pursuits: adventure, escapism, intellectual challenge, physicality, natural beauty, etc. I know that I’d catch more fish if I used eels instead of plugs and flies, but this is one of my weaknesses—if you can really call it that. I’m uncompromising in the specific ways and places I want to fish.

One of my “weaknesses”, or rather, let’s call it an “uncompromising pursuit”, is my love of November on Cape Cod. Certainly, if I abandoned the Cape in October and headed to points south, I’d catch more fish. This isn’t hypothetical; I have friends who chide me about my silly stubbornness as they put dozens of fish on the sand and I skunk trip after trip. Yet, I maintain my lonely, hard vigil on the Cape because I am both living in the present, pining for the past, and hoping for the future.



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