With my wife finally home from Switzerland after 9 days, I had to take the boat out! I needed some fresh fish for the fridge and gave Squatch a shout.
Plan A - Head to the drop off or the 9-mile and troll around
Plan B - come in and do some deeper water rockfishing
Plan C - Troll along the kelp/fish the kelp for the usual suspects
Plan D - Fish the rock-piles for bass and halibutWe got out to the drop off when we realized the 7 second swells were a little much and the water wasn't getting any cleaner. The water was getting warmer, but it was green and nasty out there, so we decided to troll rapalas along the ridge looking for Threshers.
Birds, Dolphin, Sea-Lions were everywhere! Problem was the bait was so small, we couldn't see any of the bait! Terns were diving, but the finbait they were catching were even smaller than wiggles with eyes!
As we trolled, Steve's rod had a snapping pop! It never stuck, but unless he ran into a dolphin, it was the whack of a Thresher's tail. Damn! It didn't happen again, so we went to plan B.
We worked our way from 300' to 180' in 3 stops and loaded up with our limits of rockfish.
We picked up a few nice reds in the process along with about 10 other species of rockfish.
Steve got the elusive c*ck-fish also....
We headed back and switched to plan D since it was getting later and the gooligans were streaming out into the ocean in force. Squatch picked up a calico bass (or so he says since I did not see it) on his crazy YouTube rig. lol
We called it the day and headed to the ramp. Not a bad day at all even though it took some hours scrubbing the boat and filleting fish when I got home, but it was nice to be back in the swing of things again!
