The Striper Master

ALL HAIL THE STRIPER MASTER!!!

Well, perhaps hailing is a bit extreme. But, thanking is certainly in order. Pipes, gracias for a fine day aboard the Z.Z. Pipes, chasing striped bass on the Roanoke River. I had a great time.


I may compose a more detailed post in the next day or two, but right now I'm too tired to type. We caught about a hundred of these puppies today and I'm toast. Seriously. A hundred. Conservative estimate. Honest.

You see, the man knows where to find them and how to catch them. Today I was lucky enough to ride along and learn a thing or two.

Now, where's the Advil? My arms are killing me.