The surf kicked up and some big tides led us to the bay for a Bat Ray session. We kicked it in full style with a fire and all to kill the chill of a high sixties evening.
Steve got a screamer fairly early before dark, but his cat-like reflexes failed him getting to the rod in time. All I could do was get my hands on some bearded clams as nothing wanted the meat.
Bearded Clam
Jim (Spideyjg) showed up and joined us to hopefully help us get something on the sand. Just then my long rod started a steady clicker out and I had a KELP MONSTER ON! Jim even taped it at 35 feet or something, but it came with a 3 foot holdfast still attached. As I was looking through the holdfast, I thought I saw a ton of worms, but quickly realized there were thousands of Brittlestars inside! I grabbed a few out, but the holdfast was literally writhing with life.
The fire was stoked and roaring when I hear yelling in the background! It was Steve yelling "OUCH! OUCH!"
He was the only one in bare feet and the "Pods" found him. They are the Greenhead Flies of the bay and give you nasty bites. They are a swarm of isopods that make you bleed with every bite and hurt like hell everytime they take a chunk. I stopped going in barefoot as I'm done with bloody ankles from these things. They probably laid eggs in Steve's bloodstream and he will be eaten from the inside out by tonight when they hatch.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ctkkn1qSYKwAnyway, back to fishing...
Steve finally had a bite that thankfully hooked himself. A nice sized Horn Shark hit the sand to break the skunk.
Well, it was a fun evening even though the big beasts are still MIA, but they are bound to show sooner or later! We called it at 8:30 as the action was almost non-existent and it was nice getting home early for a change.
Good meeting you Jim. Steve, until next tide....
