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Welcome to Winthrop- A Photo Essay

Thanks for reading this week’s post, Welcome to Winthrop. Our friend Maryann lives here. After hosting her in Maine for a while, she’s hosting us now. It all evens out in the wash, doesn’t it?

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Speaking of the wash, we missed the hurricane, but it didn’t miss Florida. Many people there need prayers and more!

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It’s a sixty second walk to the beach for me here. I’ve been out there every day, casting a jig, hoping for a bass (or something). No luck so far. The first day I was here I could see them busting, way out past where I could cast. A guy came with a paddle board and a fishing rod. He paddled right out to there the fish were, caught two, and paddled back, beautifully done. I told him so, too. But didn’t get a picture.

Winthrop Beach by day.

No hard feelings, but I want to see these, getting blasted by bass, within casting range.

We visited old friends and relatives, so no other fishing happened until Thursday, when I visited the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge on Plum Island. After walking to the “spot,” it took me about fifteen minutes to catch a bass. Of course, the entire time I could see the birds going CRAZY on the Ipswich side. But I don’t have a boat here, so too bad, so sad.

Yes, I have caught stripers. Although many people spell it “strippers.”

I chucked a Clouser Minnow for close to six hours, ended up with five bass and a shad. Met a couple local fly casters, enjoyed a spectacular day, and life was good.

Watched Thursday Night Football on Amazon Prime. If I were paying for that, boy, I’d be mad. What terrible, truly terrible broadcast quality.

Got up early Friday morning to photograph the sun rise. Arms are a bit sore from Thursday’s chuck-fest. Sunrise was beautiful, though.

We dropped off Susan at an old friend’s house, then went to see an old friend ourselves, meeting Kevin at Walden Pond. Wow, they sure have made it into a monument to Thoreau. It’s a swimming pool for healthy seniors, who swim across and back. I spoke to a fly fisher who told me that it had just been stocked a few days ago with rainbow trout, so there’s that, too.