Pitch black was an understatement. I could not see a darn thing as I meandered through the woods towards the shoreline.
Luckily for me I would soon enjoy an orange moon rise. Sure enough as I crested a sand dune a very bright moon appeared over the horizon. For a moment I thought there was a legit fire in the sky.
Cape Cod Fishing Report | A Perfect Night On The Beach (Part 2)
After failing to reach my initial destination earlier in the day during this surfcasting trip, I really hoped I could recoup and put at least one or two fish onto the sand. I hadn't received any intel or information about this beach, but I had a feeling there could be good life here.
I knew from speaking to boaters that there was a fair amount of bait located off of this shoreline. I plan on splashing the boat myself later this week, so I will be able to check that out for myself. That small piece of intel was all I had to work with, and it would pay off big time.
A Subtle Bump Was The First Sign Of Life
When fishing a long stretch of beach, any small bite or bump is a big deal. On my fifth or sixth cast I swore I felt a small bump, yet I was not 100% sure it was a fish.
Then just a few casts later I had a definitive strike. I missed the fish but there was no doubt in my mind that bass were here. With renewed confidence I began casting and walking with more vigor.
Then it happened. My plug got slammed on the surface, and despite the darkness, I could see whitewater spraying all over creation. My rod bent hard under the weight of the bass, and I knew this was a good one.
The next 2 hours produced a bite on nearly every other cast, from bass of 25 inches all the way up to 25 pounds.
