After what ended up turning into a really long day, I just now sat down to relax.
Got up at 2 am, left the house at 2:30, and launched the boat at 3 am and made the run out to the tuna grounds. Weather was a little bumpy so we cruised comfortably in the dark at 18knots. At 4:30 we arrived to the zone and started looking around. At 5:00, the sun came up so we deployed a madmac and a maurader and worked the zone. We worked the 499, snail bank, all the way to the mackeral bank. That ridge was loaded with fish. At 6:30, we came across our first former and they were big. We saw a few fish pushing what looked 250 pounds so I set the kite out quickly to no prevail. From 6:30-8:30 we trolled 2 mad macs and a yummie flyer at 13 mph. At 8:45 we had 3 big blow ups on the yummie but none of them stuck. By 9;00 our troller starts screaming at 250 yards out… BITERRRRRR. Quickly I slam the kite rod into full speed retrieving the kite as fast as possible. After that dad finished with the 2 kite rods, Bryan reeled in his triller, and I hopped on the bit rod keeping it tight. After about 15 minutes I reached the spliced topshot and call out deep color. After putting the boat in neutral, dad and Bryan stand by for the gaff job, nailing headshots. After exchanging high-fives and excitement, we got our lines back out to go for a second fish. After seeing hundreds of boils all day, we were unfortunate and couldn’t get any more bites. By 12:00 we started working our way home knowing the wind was supposed to come up. We got our butts handed to us the last 5 miles of the trip. 22 mph winds with 4 foot swells is not fun in a 23 foot pilot house.
Overall, with these last 2 months jam packed with fishing, it was a nice last hurrah of a trip. Good chance this was my last trip until December…
Until next time,
Logan
Got up at 2 am, left the house at 2:30, and launched the boat at 3 am and made the run out to the tuna grounds. Weather was a little bumpy so we cruised comfortably in the dark at 18knots. At 4:30 we arrived to the zone and started looking around. At 5:00, the sun came up so we deployed a madmac and a maurader and worked the zone. We worked the 499, snail bank, all the way to the mackeral bank. That ridge was loaded with fish. At 6:30, we came across our first former and they were big. We saw a few fish pushing what looked 250 pounds so I set the kite out quickly to no prevail. From 6:30-8:30 we trolled 2 mad macs and a yummie flyer at 13 mph. At 8:45 we had 3 big blow ups on the yummie but none of them stuck. By 9;00 our troller starts screaming at 250 yards out… BITERRRRRR. Quickly I slam the kite rod into full speed retrieving the kite as fast as possible. After that dad finished with the 2 kite rods, Bryan reeled in his triller, and I hopped on the bit rod keeping it tight. After about 15 minutes I reached the spliced topshot and call out deep color. After putting the boat in neutral, dad and Bryan stand by for the gaff job, nailing headshots. After exchanging high-fives and excitement, we got our lines back out to go for a second fish. After seeing hundreds of boils all day, we were unfortunate and couldn’t get any more bites. By 12:00 we started working our way home knowing the wind was supposed to come up. We got our butts handed to us the last 5 miles of the trip. 22 mph winds with 4 foot swells is not fun in a 23 foot pilot house.
Overall, with these last 2 months jam packed with fishing, it was a nice last hurrah of a trip. Good chance this was my last trip until December…
Until next time,
Logan
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