October, North Shore

The north shore of Boston is teeming with fish, stripers and bluefish. I went to Singing Beach one evening and killed them. After having no luck right in front of the entrance and all the way to the left rocks, I decided to move further down the beach to the right, halfway between the entrance and the end of the beach. I hooked up on-average every third cast. Nothing big, but fun just the same. All fish were taken on a half-and-half, with a clouser head and large hackle (not the Orvis kind of h-and-h).