Monday, May 26, 2008

Now Matter How He Tried, He Could Not Break Free



On Sunday, I made my return to the Hudson River after two years. Instead of Dobbs Ferry, I went to Riverdale, here in the Bronx. I went to the Riverdale Riverfront Promendade, accessible through the Riverdale Metro-North train station. I scouted the area a few weeks ago, and it seemed like a nice place to fish. The promenade is just a small strip of land, with three viewing areas with park benches and one platform with a small concrete wall.

I picked up two fresh bunker and three frozen herring at Jack's. I got there around 12:45, about one hour before high tide. Since it was the weekend, there was free parking in the Metro North lot and plenty of spaces.

It was sunny and warm. There was little wind, and the river was calm. I didn't intend to stay for an extended period since this was my first time fishing in this spot, and I wanted to try it out.

Using only two rods today, I didn't have a single bite. I reeled in the lines to draw attention to the bait. I recast the lines a couple of times. I changed the bait once. No luck.

There were people fishing in the next area. They were quite noisy. I heard them a catch a couple of fish, including a striped bass. I believe I heard them say they were using blood worms and nightcrawlers. So there are fish in this area.

I packed in at 3 PM. I drove home and listened to the rest of the Yankee game.

When I got to White Plains Road, I looked for my glasses on the passenger seat and couldn't find them. I then realized that I probably left them on the bench where had I put them.

So I drove back to retrive them. Luckily, they were still there.

Today, I came close to not going fishing. I'm glad I went, despite not catching anything.

Although I'm off tommorrow for Memorial Day, I won't be going fishing. I have a few things to take care of.

We'll see what the next weekend brings. (I still haven't caught my first fish of the season.)