Tyree (probably spelled wrong) started out the trip with an incredible breakfast plate, and in short order and after 1000 mg of Ibuprofen, it was out to the rail. I grabbed a Tranx 500 my wife gifted me during recovery, after a few casts, big yellowtail were hitting the deck, and wham, game on. Fish rocked me on a mint surface iron, I was impressed at both the pulling power of the yellowtail as well as the reel. After several minutes, fish popped off, I was a little miffed to be sure, hard to loose ‘em on iron.
The limited load (Outstanding group of Anglers) did reasonably well on the slob yellowtail, and since it was fishing, everyday was different, and when we left after an handful of hours, we didn’t drive away leaving them biting unless you mean the incidental sheepshead. I kept no fish from day one, giving away a bonito, and throwing back small white fish, rock cod, and bocaccio. ( another 1k of Ibuprofen at 2:00)
We hunted around for bluefin, and a brilliant call by Captain Adam had us heading in for a shot at better bait, this turned out to be a game changer.
The Rib Eye presented for dinner was phenomenal, such a key part of any trip is a good cook, and The New Lo-An has one. I have seen some shitty cooks, Tyree is NOT one of them. That meal, another Ibuprofen and my first beer in 11 weeks, I slept well.
Saturday Morning wake up, coffee, wished Adam a fantastic birthday . and out to the rail. (More meds, and apologized to an angler close to my rack, as I probably woke him up, throwing my gear around looking for my pills and additional meds) Boat was bit and bent hard on the first stop, new bait was a major upgrade, and Captain and crew were working hard to get every one bent. I grabbed my light gear, a Fathom25 2 Speed 30 lb test, on a Calstar 700M on a 2J hook, and away we go. Got bit, line singing like crazy, and I knew the fish was at least 20-25 pounds and this would be the first legit test since Surgery. Fought it, pulled on it, got it to deep color and off it popped, damn. As it got that close and it was straight up and down, I couldn’t get the rod leverage correct for my probably poor J hook set, as I have fished circle hook last few seasons.
Within a few more casts, back on again, felt heavy, got this one on the boat, got a peek at it, figured 25-30 lbs. Boat took advantage of that first stop and we had over 40 yellowfin on the boat, and off to look for more..
Throughout the day Adam repeatedly put us on the fish and kept us on the perimeter of the parking lot. I put on a few more fish, Adam handed me off one, and you just couldn’t ask for a better group to fish and enjoy a few beverages with. Next year, I will share the Vertical Half gallon Tequila shots with Wilbur, can’t do that now, as my liver has to be under pressure from my surgery meds. Had my second beer in 11 weeks for lunch, and checked my half pint bottle of Jaeger for defects.
Day progresses to the Sunset bite and Adam again, gave us all a wide open Yellowfin bite as a present. It was all that you could ask for, watching your buddies get bit, Tyree short gaffing fish, pure bedlam.
For some reason, I just couldn’t get bit at Sunset, tried everything, light line (probably should have dropped to 15, as 17 was getting bit every cast)
I was flabbergasted, slightly irritated, then, just took a few deep breaths, and decided just to enjoy the show, and that I did. We finished up with 182 yellowfin for Saturday, the majority at Sunset.
Well, started to break down my gear, then I hear Adam is taking u to the 302 for a shot at flat fall blue fin! Insane! We did make it there, nothing bit, but amazing effort by the Captain and crew. Cane, Louie, Gerald, and another I can’t remember plus both Captains, Incredible cook and great group of Anglers made this a perfect way to get back on the water.
Tight lines, oh, a far as pictures, my large YFT put me in a tie for jackpot, money to the crew, it looked and was a 28-32 model.