It's so spooky

I was walking on shallow bays and sandbars, looking for some fish a few days ago. I eventually found fish, and I had a half dozen chances to cast at tailing fish, but they were just way too smart and too spooky for me to catch.

I saw some really big ones too, but they were all beyond me.  One false cast, they bolted. One little plop of a fly landing on the water, the fish got spooked.  One twitch on a fly line, they turned around and ran to deep.

The fish we found on the flats in Walpole last week were still cautious, not something we could march into a flat and expecting to catch them, however, they were chasing flies much more aggressively.  May be fish were more approachable because of less fishing pressure and boat and human activities down there.  Also fish are in a bigger school, so they probably have more competition to beat other fish to get food.

Our metro fish, on the other hand, are as wary as a sorry little sardine got thrown into a big shark tank.  All it needs is the tiniest sign of danger, and it gets spooked off. 

I went out again yesterday, and after spooking a few schools of fish, all I could do was to give up my sight fishing option, and instead I waded closer to drop offs, throwing a little streamer, prospecting for ambushing fish there.

I managed to pull out one fish at the end, and I was very happy just to hook up any bream after hours of frustration and having a clear sense of defeat.

My last fish of the year. Thank you fish.

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