Sailed solo today on a gorgeous ocean to "my office." Started out with the spinning rod and 2oz lead heads. Had to slowly segue up to 6oz-sinkered B/S Rigs thru the morning's new moon tide. Caught at least a dozen heart breaker-sized shorts, not a keeper to be found.
Except on my last drift - of course. Finally got the "right" hit and slowly played it to the boat. A solid 6lb fish. Put the net in the water and the fish power-dived under it, pulling the hook free. Sometimes its not so easy to net a nice one all by one's self. My initial disappointment gave way to a realization that the past month and half have been pretty awesome - so maybe its fitting that the last nice keeper on the Lep will live to see next season. . . if the draggers don't get him this Winter, that is.
Highlight of the day was a monster whale breach a hundred or so yards away. I missed the initial jump, but did see the fall-back splash - it had to have come completely out of the water, as I turned just in time to see what looked like a depth-charge plume, at least 15' in the air. He did come up a few more times as he worked his way West into the tide, but only to take a breath and go back down. Some days nature is truly an awesome sight.
So ends my fluke season. Time to break down the rod/reel setups, clean/tune everything up and stash it all away. Also time to pull out the East-end Sea Bass tackle - for a trip or three on Capt. Mike's Greenport based "The Captain's Table" - and to make ready all the tog gear. And while I'm at it, time to catch up on some boat maintenance, and get it ready for togging as well. It really was a great late fluke season while it lasted. . .