Ok...so I have been walking along the shore whenever I get a chance and have noticed that as the sun is starting down after the work day, the fisherman appear. Tonight I asked a man, "What are you fishing for?". "Stripers", he's said. It seems that dusk is the best time to fish for these yummy guys. Apparently they run a bit small this time of year but he said he would have been happy if he caught a "24 incher". I sat on the beach for such a long time watching them all....cast and reel, cast and reel. And although the man I spoke with didn't go home with a prize, I couldn't help wonder at his patience. As he left he said he would be back tomorrow. "The fish are always there. I just have to be here when they want to be caught". He was spent from the work of it, yet content and happy....huge smile on his face. Ah, fisherman.