Went back to the pier with willis monday to make bait and then tried to fish the surf only to find Thursdays AO way too kelpy to get a bait to hold for more than 5 mins... hit the bay for a bunch of short bites and bait stealers on the ubber fresh macks. But went home with 15 or so baits a piece so not a total bust.
Rolled out yesterday with my girl round 545 and got outta traffic and on the island round 620 :/ island wasn't too packed, few campers and people attempting to fish... set up in a decent spot down a few yds from where I usually soak and got the primo baits in and got a call from Troy that he was gonna stop by on his way home from de anza but he had to bounce quickly to do daddy dutys. Good chatting with u brah. Unfortunately when he showed up so did a phat prego -1 serving platter ray, probably 14-15" which is pretty big for those lil sh!t heads... he bounced round 8ish and few mins later I got a lil drag ripper that need up being a lil dinner plate bat. So I'm back to 0, not bad not great, round 830 I told my chick we'd stay til the fireworks went off and call it. 20 mins later I look up the time for the fireworks and it turns out they weren't til 10 but I had bait and beer and she was down to chill, as I put my phone back in my pocket I get hammered and hook up to a decent fish that made a good 1st run, get her turned and she B-lines into the Grass and its a stale mate until I think I get her outta the weeds only to reel in this massive cluster of squishy bullsh!t weeds.
That pissed me off a lil bit but with how high the tide was, what I could do... get some ice cream B)
Rebaited and casted back out. got a few heads chewed b4 it was almost time to pack up and the last big eye was bled dry. Told her one more bait as 945 rolled around and within 5 mins the Franken-Rod was screaming solid 1st run, get her turned and she's running parallel to shore for a bit, tide was goin out so I had a bit more shallow water to work with and initially thought I had a decent bat but turned out being a good sized feisty butterfly.
Fireworks went off as I let her go, called it a night after the show since my girl hadn't eaten yet and we both needed to get to bed b4 midnight. Split some Pollo asada fries and rolled tacos and hit the hay. Not a bad way to finish off a Tuesday.
Rastafar-gone B)<==*~~~
