Well, there was no time to get a post up yesterday and I was planning on getting it up this morning but my work filters are banning me from Imgur. I'll have to finish the report later, but here is the intro.
I've invited Squatch out a few times, but he has been a busy squatching on the weekends, so no dice. He finally was able to get out, but didn't want to drop a spool's worth of line every single drop, so we were going to use the manual gear on the West side of the 50-fathom line.
We get down to the ramp and I was greeted by a semi-familiar face along with a just overall happy dude. I've run into Jason at the ramp quite a few times and talked, but he was gearing up to crush some yellows as they popped up again a few days ago and were in the area. As he said, "It's like catching trout"... Where Steve and I laughed because our trout expeditions haven't proved to be too successful. LOL (BTW, It was COLD AS f@ck this morning)
Now the dilemma. I took out all casting gear before heading down to the ramp and only had rockfish gear. We decided to troll around with Rapalas and see if we could find them. Lots of birds and bait everywhere, along with boats but we couldn't attract one to the lures. We gave it an hour and even metered some fish, but no luck. At this point we decided to head offshore and look for the rockfish before the winds kicked up.
With the east wind, it was a comfortable ride but there was one problem. Two Navy Destroyers literally sitting on my numbers. Well, it was right in-between them and I wasn't going to squeeze in between two navy vessels that would have been 100 yards on each side. At this point, we went on a hunt for another spot and my new Lowrance HDS did the job and found fish...
Oobly Gooblies with some Vermillions in the mix.
Green spotted were the norm with a few green blotched and green striped.
Good grade Reds also.
The Navy Destroyers moved off and we swooped in to the numbers. The fish WERE THERE AGAIN!
We went toe to toe with really quality fish!
It was really fun fishing and Steve was on fire with the variety!
I then swore I hooked a Lingcod because for 365-375 feet, it fought me the entire way! Nope, a 6-1/2 pound red instead! (Unfortunately, this isn't the picture of the 6.5 # one, In a rush to put up the pictures, I grabbed the wrong red pic)
Here is the right fish...
We limited in no time. 10:00 am to be exact for our 20 fish limit and 8 Vermillions.
Green Spotted here also...
Bank Perch and whitefish rounded out the sacks.
Real quality on this day, and even though we didn't get a Yellow, Squatch was king of the "Yellowtail"... He wouldn't pose with them. LOL
Anyway, thanks for reading and looking forward to the end of the year posts!
