After seeing the striped kind show up at my local beach I had to run down and see if I could get lucky enough to hook one myself. I Arrived at 9:45 AM an hour before high tide and was happy to see the wind was down at least for the moment. There was a steady 2-3 foot swell but plenty of time to get a few casts between sets. I Started chuckin the lucky craft covering water while moving north looking for any kind of structure. Once I was able to find some rocks is when I got my first bite, a 12 inch BSP. I couldn't pull any other bites off that rock so I started Moving north again about a mile until a found a promising area. I make a cast and almost as soon as my lure hit the water I was on with one of the most ferocious perch I have met to date :: . I proceeded to catch 3 more out of the same spot before they wised up. By now the wind had picked up to the point that my hat wouldnt stay on my head so I decided to call it quits. No stripes for me but I guess some Slab bars will do till then :twisted: . All these big girls were super pregnant so they had to be handled with care. With the middle treble removed from the lucky craft I haven't had a single perch foul hooked or die on me since and it doesn't seem like my hook up rate has been affected. First of the day and smallest at 12.5" #2 #3 #4 her lip was ripped during the fight #5 Tight lines!