6.07.2017

Fight on! No matter the fishery...



Fight on…even if there's no fish around...(reports from last week)




Starting mid-week last week; 3 nights of really solid sleep left me feeling great.  Up at 550am, to work, 9.5 hour day, did a 40min run a lunch time (3 days in a row- good during fishing season), late afternoon meeting went real late.  Get home frantically get my stuff together, realize I can’t leave until after 730 anyways because if I do it’ll be light when I arrive at my spot.  Lay on couch…get real tired.  Iced coffee and a donut fixes this, I arrive at my spot to find gentle 5-10knot W/SW winds.  Almost make the tide switch.  Almost.  So I waded out to the rock as the incoming starts.  Took a little while, but I found some fish using a mag darter.  Landed a few, lost a few, had a bunch of savage hits from small fish (20-23”?).  Fishing my smaller tsunami rod because my wrist is still not feeling perfect.  DON’T WEAR A BRACE.  It’ll only increase your weakness.  Unless you snap something a brace really should be a non-option.  Rest and rehab, strengthening.  That’s the key.  So I’ve been stretching and doing self massage on it, being cognizant of how I use my mouse and keyboard at home, etc.  Anyways, the rod is so sweet, it’s so much better than the 10’ 6” rod of the same brand.  Casts the same weight, but is slower action- and weighs NOTHING with the little VS.  Back to fishing: decide I need to get out further (rock is in knee deep water), but I’m such a chicken.  Even though I know the next rock is only waist deep I still gotta get pumped up at night.  Pump myself up, click on my red head light…nothing.  Dead.  Headlamp dead.  Damn it.  So dark wade it is.  Bump my way along.  Get to rock- waist deep, heart only beating a little- and get hits immediately.  5 casts in a row!  Small fish.  Switch to darter, nothing: fish sluggo, SS needle, gibbs danny, freestyler, etc.  Not a touch.  First cast back with the mag darter, more hits- a lot of hits.  Hook one fish that jumps 4 times before spitting hook.  Go back to bigger plugs and hope for something that can take drag.  About 2 hours into the night, things shut off.  I fished for 30 more minutes and called it quits.  Cashed in credit hours the next morning at work…

...next night not much to report.  Had a very bizarre experience with...something.  About 10 minutes after I mount my rock, I hear a small/moderate splash, turn around and see....I'm not sure. I think a big fish- popping it's head out of water.  Then it disappears for a second, and then I see it's entire back.  It's about 20lbs +/- 5lbs.  RIGHT next to my rock.  Not a seal- I've had several experiences with harbor seals and they're way bigger than whatever this was.  The whole thing was so weird, and honestly freaked the fuck out of me.  Still not sure exactly what I saw.  Made the next two hours...interesting.  Then my head lamp is dead again!  Stupid thing.  I initially liked Black Diamond but this thing is junk.  Going back to Princeton Tec.  Hustled on the wade back to shore with no light- which was OK because there were people around.  Left after ~2.5hrs of casting practice.  Another fish-less night.



Next night: zombie tides.  Midnight to 3:30am.  Fucked up.  Had a plan but it was wrong.  Nothing more frustrating...except finding guys in your spot!  But no problem, that's why you have back up plan.  And then they left after maybe 15 minutes.  Super quiet, super bright already, felt dead.  But stuck it out, and was working my Pikie.  Right when I figured "if I'm going to catch anything now will be it" I had a hit, then another, set the hook...and "water skied" a 22" in with the big rod.  Ugh!  Trying not to get too panicky.  Still a couple of very important moons coming, and the water and temperatures are cold.  Could still turn around.  But I'm worried.

Finally, the last night was a scouting night and I expected NO FISH- the tides and wind were "wrong" and I went out in the day light.  Which is different than the last night where I was hopeful and expecting something.  I spent time on a totally "virgin" shoreline- a place I'd never been- that looks moderately promising- although a major PITA to get to.  I'm not sure about it yet.  It'll probably be best in the fall for a variety of reasons.  But it sure is beautiful.  I saw a couple small fish break on, what I'm guessing, were swimmin' crabs, but had no takes on anything I threw.  So I'm casting half heartedly for about an hour, and as the wind dies, and the water becomes flat, I realize...those aren't just waves "over there"...that's several huge schools of BAIT!  Happy bait though, not being harassed (as far as I could tell).  I'm 99.999% it was big adult bunker, they were flipping and flopping here and there.   Could have been herring though, they sure seemed to be swimming around a lot more than what I've typically seen bunker due.  They blacked out the water for big patches.  I was able to reach them with several plugs, but couldn't snag any despite dragging through them multiple times.  Then they moved off shore a bit and the only thing I could reach them with was a little neck.  I snagged one momentarily but it came off.  As it got really dark, I couldn't see them and had to give up and just casted redfins and metal lips in hopes of attracting something.  Then it started to POUR, and I started getting tired, and quit about 10pm.  Home around 1230.  Couldn't sleep; up until 200.  Had to get up at 7 for work.  Exhausted the next day at work...wondering WTF to do this coming week for the Full Moon...