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Stunmai II
Captain Hap Farrell
P.O. Box 1196
Orleans, MA 02653
(508) 255-6211 (Home)
(508) 240-8267 (Boat)
stunmai@copper.net
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Local Fishing Information |
04/18/08
The First Fish
By: Capt. Hap Farrell
 This
last Thursday afternoon, the 17th of April, I stopped off at
River Road in Orleans on
Cape Cod and cast a lure out into The river coming from
Little Pleasant Bay up into Meeting
House Pond. The first two or three casts did not produce any
action. On the next cast a hit,
reeling a little further another hit and the fish is on.
There are fish at River Road now.
I’d heard that fish had been taken but had not actually seen
it. My first fish of the
season.
You know how every once in a while an old memory will flash
into your head? Well, that
happened when I lifted that small striper out of the water
to release it. Years ago, when I
moved down to the Cape after getting out of the service I
got back into fishing in this area
again. When I got my first bass I’d run down to tell Old
Mack, who owned Mac Reed’s Bait
Shop. Back when I came to the Cape as a kid I would always
get my bait from this kindly old
gentleman who ran a funky old tackle shop. He was a well
known and liked character in
Orleans and a wealth of knowledge of where to fish in
Pleasant Bay and other areas on the
Lower cape.
It came to be a tradition every year from the early 70’s on
I’d Find Mr. Reed, Mack, and
tell him of the fish I had just landed. He say he’d taken
his first a few days before up in
False Channel in Pleasant Bay. Some years he just smile and
nod agreeing I’d taken the first fish. True or not it really
didn’t matter. Mack was a man of few words but everyone
listened
to what he did say.
This Thursday, while looking at that small striper I told
Mack I landed my first fish...
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