Between Fish: Fall Striper Blitz Reflections
November 17, 2025
If you find yourself on a Northeast beach with a surf rod when a fall striper blitz explodes, enjoy the wonderful pandemonium.
If you find yourself on a Northeast beach with a surf rod when a fall striper blitz explodes, enjoy the wonderful pandemonium.
Four friends have been on my mind tonight as I hit the sand to cast for fall stripers.
Some look to space as the next frontier, others are happy at water’s edge.
When it comes to fishing, experience and instinct override the basic rules of angling to deliver a magical moment.
Bill Sisson reflects on his time as the founding editor of Anglers Journal as he steps into a new role.
Finding harmony and fishing success by relying on your senses and turning off your phone.
As the author and angler Frank Woolner once wrote: “The first striped bass of a fresh new season is a mightily important fish.”
Larry Maderia and Joe Manette caught up with the writer beside a tidal river they fished together more than 50 years ago.
You feel the end of the season acutely on the outer islands and headlands and beneath the bluffs.
The magic of fishing comes from being so engrossed in something that your mind thinks only of the here and now. After several months of being stalked by a virus that you can’t see or hear or smell, it was nice to be back fishing — and feeling like the hunter once again.
If you find yourself on a Northeast beach with a surf rod when a fall striper blitz explodes, enjoy the wonderful pandemonium.
Four friends have been on my mind tonight as I hit the sand to cast for fall stripers.
Some look to space as the next frontier, others are happy at water’s edge.
When it comes to fishing, experience and instinct override the basic rules of angling to deliver a magical moment.
Bill Sisson reflects on his time as the founding editor of Anglers Journal as he steps into a new role.
Finding harmony and fishing success by relying on your senses and turning off your phone.
As the author and angler Frank Woolner once wrote: “The first striped bass of a fresh new season is a mightily important fish.”
Larry Maderia and Joe Manette caught up with the writer beside a tidal river they fished together more than 50 years ago.
You feel the end of the season acutely on the outer islands and headlands and beneath the bluffs.
The magic of fishing comes from being so engrossed in something that your mind thinks only of the here and now. After several months of being stalked by a virus that you can’t see or hear or smell, it was nice to be back fishing — and feeling like the hunter once again.
