|This picture was taken from my table.|
As I made my way to my destination on the other side of the Cape, I saw a lot of things I wanted to stop and take pictures of but I had to be judicious otherwise it would have taken me forever to get to Red Brook.
As I went up Route 28, I saw this sight on my left and had to pull over. A tour bus had the same idea but fortunately only a few people got off to buy some pumpkins and take pictures.
After I went over the Sagamore Bridge, I drove along the Cape Cod Canal and decided to stop and see if there were any people striper fishing. There was one guy getting ready as I pulled up but he walked in the opposite direction (was it something I said?). Anyway, within a few minutes a sailboat came by so I took a picture.
|That is the Sagamore Bridge in the background.|
I found my way to the Reserve and I had the place all to myself.
I fished for less than an hour without seeing any fish except fry but I now have a new destination when I head to the Cape. Here are a couple of pictures of the water where I cast my line. I did lose a Mickey Finn but if you aren't losing flies you aren't fishing (or so I am told). There was a casting pool but the water level was very low. I did cast there for a little bit of time but I only saw fry there.
My next stop was Boston because the Bruins' Opening Night is today and the NHL is broadcasting from the Garden and having a Fan Fest because the Bruins won the Stanley Cup (in case you didn't hear). My oldest son and I decided that we would go to the North End and get something to eat and then head over to the Garden.
As we headed up Canal Street, I heard bag pipes and saw a large crowd. When I got to the crowd there were hundreds of cops, fireman and service people holding hockey sticks marching toward the Garden.
|Oh Danny Boy, the pipes are calling........................|
|Bruins fans everywhere.|
We got to the Garden and I believe that I made it onto the NHL Network. We walked around for about 30 minutes and headed back to the bar in the picture above. We had a beer and headed back to the car. Of course I couldn't walk through the North End without getting a cannoli.
Pretty good day even if I didn't get a brookie!