AllyKat
Angler
With my boat out of commission, (hopefully for not too much longer), I leaned on fellow amigo Koz and twisted his arm to take the day and try and repeat past years success. The phenomenal weather was the kicker and off we went armed with greens and Asian crabs that I flipped rocks for the day before.
Got into the sound about 10am….gave a spot tight to the beach around pt Jeff a shot…some sporadic action, and a really nice cbass but not what we wanted. We joined the mini fleet at the art reef but that didn’t scratch our itch, so off we went to the middle grounds.
Set up with the fleet and the Rhodan kept us glued to our rock pile. Didn’t take long before the scratches turned to tugs, and the tugs became togs, a few shorts, a few cbass nd scup, and then the light switch turned on! Keepers started to mix in with 14-15 inch fish, a couple of 18’s found their way into the box. Didn’t take long to reach our limit.
The stupid fishing lasted two full hours! The bottom machine looked like it was on demo mode with all the fish down there. Non stop bites, so many keepers sent back we lost count but didn’t care. We definitely threw back bigger fish than what we had in the box. We even had the speedy Albies blow up behind us. Koz got a couple of quick casts off and they chased the lure but no hook ups. With the current raging the bite tapered off somewhat but we could still keep getting picked at and still had fish coming to the boat. The fish bit both greens and Asians, not sure which was better…didn’t matter, they hit jigs, rigs, snafus, everything but once the current was ripping, the single hook with 6-8 oz was the only option.
Left them biting to go back and clean the fish and the boat…..an amazing opening day! The Tug is the Drug!
Got into the sound about 10am….gave a spot tight to the beach around pt Jeff a shot…some sporadic action, and a really nice cbass but not what we wanted. We joined the mini fleet at the art reef but that didn’t scratch our itch, so off we went to the middle grounds.
Set up with the fleet and the Rhodan kept us glued to our rock pile. Didn’t take long before the scratches turned to tugs, and the tugs became togs, a few shorts, a few cbass nd scup, and then the light switch turned on! Keepers started to mix in with 14-15 inch fish, a couple of 18’s found their way into the box. Didn’t take long to reach our limit.
The stupid fishing lasted two full hours! The bottom machine looked like it was on demo mode with all the fish down there. Non stop bites, so many keepers sent back we lost count but didn’t care. We definitely threw back bigger fish than what we had in the box. We even had the speedy Albies blow up behind us. Koz got a couple of quick casts off and they chased the lure but no hook ups. With the current raging the bite tapered off somewhat but we could still keep getting picked at and still had fish coming to the boat. The fish bit both greens and Asians, not sure which was better…didn’t matter, they hit jigs, rigs, snafus, everything but once the current was ripping, the single hook with 6-8 oz was the only option.
Left them biting to go back and clean the fish and the boat…..an amazing opening day! The Tug is the Drug!
