No one fishes harder for stripers, or earlier, than my good buddy Alan. Whenever I'm home in Connecticut, he's one of my first calls. More often than not, this leads to waking up at 4:45am the next morning to meet at the water.
Sunrise in Old Saybrook, Connecticut
This early in the summer, kayak fishing is in order. Alan has two pedal kayaks, stable enough to stand on, and decked out with gear. Arriving at the put-in, a Dunkin Donuts ice coffee and a hot sausage-egg-and-cheese greeted me on my kayak seat. How's that for a fishing buddy!
As we coasted through a small creek into North Cove, stripers swirled the glassy water around us.
Kayaking at sunrise through the streams
Armed to the teeth, coffee holder and all
A few hours of sluggo hucking yielded five or six fish each. As the sun grew hotter, we headed back to the dock...what a way to begin the day.
Striper in the morning light
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