Had "one of those days" this morning. A beautiful, sunny day marked with reasonably calm seas as I headed out of the bay. Wasn't much life on the machine when I got to the spot, but nailed a nice 20" cod on my first drift, released for another day. After a few more fishless drifts, I caught a tiny pollock so I decided one more drift and proceeded to make a "Nice STUPID, didn't you noticed you just drifted across a trawl!!" move and I deservedly lost a rig.
Well started back for the barn and decided to try one more spot, and was immediately rewarded with a smaller cod which raised my spirits. However, I then committed another DF move by not jigging up my diamond jig the instant it hit the bottom, as I hung bottom and lost a second rig. That was the nail in the morning's coffin as I realized Poseidon et al. were laughing their asses off at me and it was time to head home before they threw a far worse disaster at me for their comic amusement...
Oh well, stripers should be in soon...
Well started back for the barn and decided to try one more spot, and was immediately rewarded with a smaller cod which raised my spirits. However, I then committed another DF move by not jigging up my diamond jig the instant it hit the bottom, as I hung bottom and lost a second rig. That was the nail in the morning's coffin as I realized Poseidon et al. were laughing their asses off at me and it was time to head home before they threw a far worse disaster at me for their comic amusement...
Oh well, stripers should be in soon...
L
