Sometimes it takes someone from somewhere else to point out how lucky we are to live in East Sussex. I know we all complain about traffic, especially those of us who remember when Route 14, now Route 1, was a two-lane crown road with dirt shoulders, but it’s these guys who pile in here during the summer that it’s the blood that keeps the region’s largest industry alive. .
Last Friday, I went surfing at 3Rs Street. I could fish in Cape Henlopen State Park, but I have a long relationship with 3Rs Road, so I drove an extra 15 minutes to fish there. Think about it – I can surf the Atlantic in 15 minutes from my house.
When I got to the beach around 6 am, there was what I thought was a father and son who had been created in the South. They walked by, so I thought they were staying in one of the ocean view apartments. Both were decent surf wheels and were catching a small spot.
I had some technical issues that caused me to miss about half an hour before I started hunting; Then I also started picking up a small spot on the bloodworm from the fish bites.
After a while, the lady who thought she was the wife and mother joined her husband and son. Shortly thereafter, the son caught a small sled. Mom was taking pictures of every spot taken, but the sled made a crazy photo. She took pictures of the poor thing from every possible angle, then asked her husband to bring a bucket of water and wash the sand off the sled so she could get a clean picture.
Then the daughter-in-law and Basil’s children arrived. My mom had to take pictures of the kids with every fish the guys caught. At first, the children were afraid of the fish, but once they caught it, they also got into the fun.
I have no idea where these good guys come from, but I have to assume they don’t have a spot, sleds, or a nearby ocean. All that came out of the water was a new adventure for Grandma and the kids. Those of us who live and fish here throw out those little fish and complain because they were too small to keep.
I’m not saying that everything here is perfect, but think how lucky we are as hunters and fishermen. We have an entire ocean coast for fish that are protected by Delaware State Parks. We have acres and acres of hunting forest that are protected by the Delaware Forest Service and Delaware State Parks.
Summer weekends are crowded, but if you want to fish, go to the beach at first light and go by 10 am You can also fish from late afternoon until dark. Crowds will be light, and these are the best times to fish in the summer.
Those who fish from their boats have several options. They can set off from Lewis and fish in Delaware Bay or the Atlantic Ocean. If they want to fish in the sea, beach, Indian River or Rehoboth Bay, they can launch at the Indian River Marina. Other slopes include Massey’s Ditch, Holt’s Landing, and Cedar Creek. And they’re all free if your boat is Delaware-registered.
Freshwater fishermen have several ponds operated by DNREC Fish and Wildlife where largemouth bass and many other warm water species are available. Some of the best places are near Sussex, such as Records in Laurel, Wagamons in Milton, and Millsboro Pond in Millsboro.
So, you see, no matter what you fish or hunt, you are in luck to live in East Sussex, where everything you enjoy is within easy reach. Try to remember this the next time you’re stuck in traffic on Route 1 at 1 p.m. on a sweltering August afternoon.
The tuna on the beach blocks is still very good for those cutting into butterfish and sardines. Charter boats do walking tours, so if you’re looking for yellowfin fishing, check out Hook ’em and Cook’ em or Lewes Harbor Marina to see who’s looking to take a trip.
The Old Grounds flounder is still decent, but not amazing. The Grizzly managed the boat limit last week. The same is true for sea bass. Fishing with Ed Healy, Tom Marino shot a 3.98 pestle over the ocean hull.
Sheepshead was in good supply on the bay chassis as the Ice Breakers. Alexander Arters caught a sand flea with a height of 11.77 pestles. Gulf reef sites contain obituaries, spot, and flounder.