Offshore Fathers Day Outing 061922

wlca

Almost A Member
May 5, 2005
109
15
Carlsbad
Name
Wayne
Boat Name
“Blind Squirrel”
The day started out well enough. Headed out with my buddy Wayne on the first trip out of tuna on my old boat, now named the Blind Squirrel. Met up at his house at 0500 and loaded the boat with gear. Wayne keeps it in a storage area by his house and takes everything off of it. I forget how much stuff that boat holds. We load up and head to shelter island. We get to the ramp and find the place is kind of a ghost town. Not many trailers in the lot and no waiting. As we were going off shore, I figure I better drop the duce I had been pushing back since Del Mar and head over to the bathrooms after we dunked the boat. I relieved myself only to discover that there was one square of TP left on the only roll next to me. Take care of biz and spend ten minutes washing my hands.
Get on the boat and off we go to pick up bait.
Kind of weird to get to the receiver to find no one there. Did we hit the right window? Picked up a full scoop and headed out. I was thinking for some reason the fish would be south. I fished out west the week before for nada. Headed south on a 180 heading for couple of hours. We passed the outside of the Nado's and saw some birds working and dolphins breaching. A good sign. Water was a little lumpy with a bit of a mixed swell and short intervals, but the wind was pretty calm.
We figured it was a good time to start trolling. I put out my new spreader bar and get it set on my 120lb set up. Wayne gets out his Mad Mac and we put that out on the 80lb set up. Not a lot going on and I was having a hard time keeping the spreader bar set up in the release clip due to how much line is out. I resort to using a rubber band holding the release clip shut. Ended up doing that on both clips.
Ten minutes later, I hear a snap and were hooked up on the spreader bar. We wind it in to find a 40lb Blue fin on the end of it. First fish on the boat at nine ten am. Got to love that. At least we got one. We were roughly at 32.10 over 117.18
And then it happens. we decide to toss some baits out on the 40lb bait rods. I heard the long soak was the ticket. We wait, and wait, and wait, nada. The scope was showing fish every now and then, and the strike we got did not show anything. So we wait, and I throw out some bait. A hundred yards away, a foamer starts. I start the boat up and slow troll over in that direction. I get the baits next to the foamer and kill the motor. Nothing. I break out the casting rod and throw a sniper in the middle of it, nothing. Another foamer comes up where we just were. Typical bluefin. I keep chumming baits in the water and the bluefin erupt on those baits. Put a hook on the bait and toss it out, nothing.
Looking around, its now like a National Geographic special. Foamers all around us. Not another boat to be seen. The radio was quiet so I call out the numbers where we were. One boat answers, the Las Olas. Said they were ten miles away and headed our way. We watch in amazement as tuna are going nuts as far as we can see it some very large schools. I took video of it and will attach it when I get to my work computer. The foamers go off for over an hour. We have yet to get them to bite anything we throw at them. Bluefin being bluefin. Wayne and I decide to box the area on the troll. Five minutes into that, we land another forty pounder. Once again, foamers all around the boat. We toss out some baits and have lunch. Las Olas showed up and agreed with me on the Nat Geo special tuna show. Hope he got em to go.
As we got two in the boat now, and the wind was starting to pick up, We decide to head back and make it an early day. We had drifted in bit during the show, our route back was going right through the Nados. About five mile south of there, we come across another foamer. The last foamers were National Geographic shows, this one was Jurassic Park! I toss out a net full of bait and the same result, hit the baits. I toss out a popper and manage to hit the troll rod on the back cast and mess up my line. I then grab the wrong rod (25lb set up) and pin a bait on it and toss it out. I get it set while Wayne chums more bait out and the fish are going nuts all around the boat. This all took place at 32.20 over 117.17.
They won't hit a hooked live bait, so I start messing with the tangle on the popper rod. I get it fixed and wind it in back towards the boat and see a swing and a miss on the popper about five feet from the boat. I toss it out again, make two pops and it explodes and its game on. I fight this fish for half and hour and get it to color. I get it up next to the boat and Wayne sinks the gaff in its head. I tail rope it and we both pull it over the side. It taped out at a little over 90lbs. Really thankful that it did not hit the 25lb set up. That would of been and hours long fight that the fish would of won.
We came back and the weather got snottier and snottier. We made the right call to leave when we did.
But, at the first stop, I have never seen such a mass of fish like that, there out there, go get em!
Cheers!

Jurassic Park Foamers
Here is the fish porn, Ed et. al.

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wlca

Almost A Member
May 5, 2005
109
15
Carlsbad
Name
Wayne
Boat Name
“Blind Squirrel”
The day started out well enough. Headed out with my buddy Wayne on the first trip out of tuna on my old boat, now named the Blind Squirrel. Met up at his house at 0500 and loaded the boat with gear. Wayne keeps it in a storage area by his house and takes everything off of it. I forget how much stuff that boat holds. We load up and head to shelter island. We get to the ramp and find the place is kind of a ghost town. Not many trailers in the lot and no waiting. As we were going off shore, I figure I better drop the duce I had been pushing back since Del Mar and head over to the bathrooms after we dunked the boat. I relieved myself only to discover that there was one square of TP left on the only roll next to me. Take care of biz and spend ten minutes washing my hands.
Get on the boat and off we go to pick up bait.
Kind of weird to get to the receiver to find no one there. Did we hit the right window? Picked up a full scoop and headed out. I was thinking for some reason the fish would be south. I fished out west the week before for nada. Headed south on a 180 heading for couple of hours. We passed the outside of the Nado's and saw some birds working and dolphins breaching. A good sign. Water was a little lumpy with a bit of a mixed swell and short intervals, but the wind was pretty calm.
We figured it was a good time to start trolling. I put out my new spreader bar and get it set on my 120lb set up. Wayne gets out his Mad Mac and we put that out on the 80lb set up. Not a lot going on and I was having a hard time keeping the spreader bar set up in the release clip due to how much line is out. I resort to using a rubber band holding the release clip shut. Ended up doing that on both clips.
Ten minutes later, I hear a snap and were hooked up on the spreader bar. We wind it in to find a 40lb Blue fin on the end of it. First fish on the boat at nine ten am. Got to love that. At least we got one. We were roughly at 32.10 over 117.18
And then it happens. we decide to toss some baits out on the 40lb bait rods. I heard the long soak was the ticket. We wait, and wait, and wait, nada. The scope was showing fish every now and then, and the strike we got did not show anything. So we wait, and I throw out some bait. A hundred yards away, a foamer starts. I start the boat up and slow troll over in that direction. I get the baits next to the foamer and kill the motor. Nothing. I break out the casting rod and throw a sniper in the middle of it, nothing. Another foamer comes up where we just were. Typical bluefin. I keep chumming baits in the water and the bluefin erupt on those baits. Put a hook on the bait and toss it out, nothing.
Looking around, its now like a National Geographic special. Foamers all around us. Not another boat to be seen. The radio was quiet so I call out the numbers where we were. One boat answers, the Las Olas. Said they were ten miles away and headed our way. We watch in amazement as tuna are going nuts as far as we can see it some very large schools. I took video of it and will attach it when I get to my work computer. The foamers go off for over an hour. We have yet to get them to bite anything we throw at them. Bluefin being bluefin. Wayne and I decide to box the area on the troll. Five minutes into that, we land another forty pounder. Once again, foamers all around the boat. We toss out some baits and have lunch. Las Olas showed up and agreed with me on the Nat Geo special tuna show. Hope he got em to go.
As we got two in the boat now, and the wind was starting to pick up, We decide to head back and make it an early day. We had drifted in bit during the show, our route back was going right through the Nados. About five mile south of there, we come across another foamer. The last foamers were National Geographic shows, this one was Jurassic Park! I toss out a net full of bait and the same result, hit the baits. I toss out a popper and manage to hit the troll rod on the back cast and mess up my line. I then grab the wrong rod (25lb set up) and pin a bait on it and toss it out. I get it set while Wayne chums more bait out and the fish are going nuts all around the boat. This all took place at 32.20 over 117.17.
They won't hit a hooked live bait, so I start messing with the tangle on the popper rod. I get it fixed and wind it in back towards the boat and see a swing and a miss on the popper about five feet from the boat. I toss it out again, make two pops and it explodes and its game on. I fight this fish for half and hour and get it to color. I get it up next to the boat and Wayne sinks the gaff in its head. I tail rope it and we both pull it over the side. It taped out at a little over 90lbs. Really thankful that it did not hit the 25lb set up. That would of been and hours long fight that the fish would of won.
We came back and the weather got snottier and snottier. We made the right call to leave when we did.
But, at the first stop, I have never seen such a mass of fish like that, there out there, go get em!
Cheers!

Jurassic Park Foamers
BTW our troll fish were not 40! I taped mine at 55#. Don't short change me any more than I am, LOL.

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afraser

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  • Apr 20, 2008
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    sf, ca
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    aaron
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    OMG! That is awesome video. So frustrating when they are like that and still won't go. At least a couple were fooled. Did you have flyers to try under a kite? They have to be around now, so I bet the BFT would turn on those.
     
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    mhanson59hb

    Fear No Fish
  • Apr 22, 2013
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    Mike
    Boat Name
    2008 Trophy 1802 "Mako My Day"
    Seems like it held up pretty good.

    That's only because it's the spinning model....... :D

    I'm just playing around. I was on a 4.5 day on the Intrepid where a guy broke 2 Terez rods on 20 pound bluefin. Funny as hell. At least they replace them if they break. That didn't save either fish, tho. Obviously, the quality control has gone up since then! Congrats again on an awesome fish!
     
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