It was kind of mucky, but there was a mussel bar to the left where I could walk in. On my next day off, I headed out to the flat. I made careful note of where it went in-I knew there were clammers who worked the flat, and I wanted to find the rod before they did. The angler set his rod on the gunnel, and as we ripped off over some flats to get to another spot, the rod fell off. “I was out with a client, poling along a section of shoreline in four or five feet of water. It was not much different for Eric Wallace… until the revelation came. It’s all about structure, bulky flies and sink tips. You know you’re not in Andros, but floating on Casco Bay, Maine casting to skinny water stripers!įor most of the thousands of fly anglers who chase stripers up and down the eastern seaboard, flats and floating lines are not a significant part of the equation. Suddenly several V-wakes appear at one o’clock, and the guide calls out, “Drop it on ‘em, 40 feet!” As you backcast, a lobster boat chugs into view, and distinctive Downeast accents can be heard over the diesel engine. YOU’RE STANDING IN THE BOW of an Action Craft skiff as your guide poles you along flats that seem to stretch for miles.
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