You can already taste it. Summer is coming.
The good times start now.
I have fresh new lures and lures ready to chase after striped bass. The boats are prepped. The schoolies––young, smaller stripers––have recently arrived and now their bigger siblings are about to hit my local waters. Game time.
For the past two months, closed off to the rest of the world inside my house, I plotted out my perfect striper season. I've set my goals set and their strategies.
This is the year I catch a giant.
This is the year I get my buddy on his first striped bass. This is the year another buddy fishes for the first time ever in his life.
Imagine never knowing the taste of a summer breeze on the ocean...
It's finally time to get out there.
Sleeping in is a waste of daylight. Do what you love––go fishing.
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