Urban fly fishing ain’t for the faint of heart. If you’re willing to hop the fence, jump the submerged shopping cart, ignore the rush of the highway just feet away and odd looks, you’ll be rewarded with the least pressured fish. I hit 4 Mile Run in Arlington a couple of weeks ago with my bro just before sunset at low tide. As it was our first foray, it took a minute and some advice from another angler to find the right spot, but we found we found eager bass. We each had about four bass and a mess of bluegill before sunset.
Next up, the Fall striper bite. Apparently it takes a couple of big dips in temperature to trigger the resident stripers of the Potomac tidal basin to get really active.