Solo sesh hoping for the best. Got to a beach littered with clumps upon clumps of seaweed, not a welcomed sight. I made the drive, so I'll make the effort. Just as I tie on my first rig, I spy with my little eye another longrodder. Jerry and I share pleasantries and he makes his way down the beach.
First cast in on a big mack head and in seconds, I already have strands of surf grass on my line from the waves crashing over it. Ugh. As every bigger wave comes rushing up the sand, it drags in the clumps. It's gonna be unfishable real quick. I get about a 5min soak and then I get the hard hit and slack line action. I pop out of my sweet lawn chair I found during the winter and furiously reel in the slack and come tight. Since I got to the beach at sundown, I was treated to multiple jumps and tail walks. So awesome! This is one of the harder fighting grinners I've had in quite a while and it had me thinking a baby white with the amount of line this guy pulled off of my line. I managed to draw the attention of some kids and they stuck around for the whole fight and beaching. They were as stoked as I was to see grinner on the beach. They take good pics too! Binh and Dre... you listening?
After a little coaxing, it swam off strong. You'll there's some blood in the pic, apparently sometime during the fight, the hook pulled and the hook caught the under side a few inches away from the gills. Hence the hard fighting and blood. It didn't get the gills. 72"
I toughed it out another 1.5hrs and called it after the many clumps of seaweed I reeled in. We even got checked for our licenses. Jerry beat the skunk with a solid fish of his own that he can tell you about. Sorry Jerry, you were taking too long to post, so I wrote up my own report. Slow climb this year...
