Unlike the Cretaceous and Jurassic era's, the creature's of the Triassic were generally smaller and now with that quick paleontological lesson out of the way, time for the report.
I saw a window of opportunity and the stress around the house has been hard to manage, so I was going fishing no matter what. I planned to meet Steve up in his spot around 8 o'clock, but after a big dinner found myself being woken up at 8 on my recliner by my wife asking if I was going fishing. YIKES!
I bolted out the door and started the journey up. Steve was already there and in prime real estate... usually where I set up, but I was late, so took his little patch of sand.
Steve was getting lots of bites and finally managed to nab one of the bait stealers! Not bad for a bait stealer and put a smile on Squatch's face!
Baits were being plucked after a 10 minute soak, so we were burning through baits, All of a sudden, I see a funny small bounce on my rod and ran over to see the line all slack and hanging at my feet. I couldn't reel up the line fast enough so ran back for a running hookset. Finally tension and I got the hook placed just right in his mouth!
Male... 76"....Mackerel Head... and number 32 on the list!
Steve had it and left for home. I am off today to watch my daughter, so I had a little more time to fish. The minute Steve was probably at his car and I get another big hit! I didn't feel good about the hookset, but it was too late and he came ripping up to the surface. On his first roll/tail slap of the line, he pulled the hook and off he went. Not a huge one, but a Sevengill none the same.
I fished until 12:30 when I had another big bite and was patient to wait for the line/rod to load up since I missed the initial bite because I was taking a piss. It never came back and I reeled up to see my mackerel head literally bitten in half....THE LONG WAYS!
It just missed the hook and I was out of bait and time. Oh well, it could have been a three shark evening, but I'll take one on the sand for sure.
Conditions were epic out there and even smaller than the forecasted surf. Get out and get back on them! (Seriously though, this is uncharted territory for me. I usually don't fish for surf sharks in the summer as I usually have my boat out but with my boat being busted, I'm capitalizing and gaining some summer-time knowledge!)
Until next tide!
