Since I failed to join the pre-party on the Gunslinger before the Smack
Down, I have had an empty feeling. This season really never came
together for me as far as the tuna were concerned. Being a weekend
warrior the ocean was mainly rough and windy on the trips I took this
year with no notable scores....I enjoyed the ocean regardless but kept
wishing for better fortune.
I talked to Ling Cod Todd earlier this week and tried to rally some
troops to chase tuna but the forecasts were up and down and my mood
grew more somber....He talked me off the ledge one time early in the
week but my insistence grew again as the week progressed.
In any case, I received an invitation to fish with Tommy (North River),
Jack, Matt, and Mike. Off we go to Westport and get the bait at 6am
sharp. Rolled South West with Dr. Fong and crew plus a few other
boats.
Started at 46.30 X 124.50 and worked South West. Started a bit slow but
got it rolling on bait and it got better and better throughout the
day. Best fishing was at 46.23 X 124.55 Finished with an unofficial
count of 44 mixed grade fish with some very nice ones in the mix. We
fished until the ice and storage were exhausted. Temps inside where we
fished were warmer but we had the best action going in 59.7 deg. water.
The scores were decent up and down the 50 line as most people reported scores in the 30s.
We hit the weather just right and the fish were cooperative. Worked the
bird patches and the tuna wanted to party. It was bait and more bait
then re tie and re bait.... One fish on a swim bait...
I feel I can now peacefully transition to hunting season with no remorse
and take myself off the suicide watch list as the balance has been
restored.
Not one of our crew took out a camera all day but the images are
permanently etched into my mind and the fix that I was looking for was
found.....
Beee
