We left the docks around 7:30pm 06/24. Got bait and Capt. Gavin did his usual safety briefing, his plan was to go where others have not. Being that it was the weekend it was going to be a parking lot so he made the call and headed south, passed Ensenada. We fished the lower500 & 1140 Finger all day.
During our ride out the boat didn’t make any stops so no one got to do any night fishing. I was in bed but not deep asleep so I could hear the engine when it idled down and rev’d up. I assumed we got to the fishing grounds sooner but as I mentioned, I didn’t hear any announcement over the loudspeaker so I didn’t bother to get up. I finally needed to use the head so I got up around 5:30, had my coffee then 30mins afterwards the crew put out three trolling rods, doing the standard rotation. Caught bonitas on the troll and few on flyline. Stopped on a few small kelp patties and few anglers pulled 2-3 small (roughly between 5-10lb) YT at each stop. All morning the boat searched and searched and searched. Did not see any BFT. Before noon we pulled up to a decent size patty which held a good amount of YT. Capt. Gavin hooked one and handed the rod off. I’m estimating that YT to be around 15lb, which ended up being the biggest one caught. This was probably our best stop of the day, we managed to pull in at least 6-7 YT and a few bonitas, then off we went again.
While driving, Capt. announced that the water was green and he was not seeing anything so his plan was to head slowly back up towards home to see if he can get us into blue waters. As we got into bluer water, off in the distance I can see land (still no boat in sight), we saw a school of birds diving and Capt. announced to get ready. We slowly pulled up, Capt. announced these BFT ranged from 40-80lbs, deckhand managed to toss a stick bait and hooked one. Got that 40-50lb tuna on deck and then the BFT dove and was gone.
Continued searching and sonar picked up decent school that was down 150-250ft deep. We tried everything, from lures, knife jigs, colt snipers, fly line, sinker rig but no one got bit. By this time it was around 7-8pm. Around 8:30 I had called it a day and went inside the bunk, not asleep, just resting. Capt announced that he was marking a small school of BFT and he was going to give it a shot. I stayed in bed and didn’t get up. 5mins later and captain calls it. We have a long way home so we will be ending the trip here. Ended the trip with 1 BFT and 14YT and few bonitas.
The entire time, it was windy and waves were in the 3-5ft swells with 5-10sec breaks in between. White caps all day. I wouldn’t say it was calm nor crazy but for a small craft, it can be dicey. All in all, the crew worked hard getting a few tangles. One older gentleman was holding his colt sniper by the lure and while the wave was rocking the boat, another angler bumped him from behind, you can guess what happened next! The treble hook jammed into his hand.
Here's a picture I captured while aboard the PQ. lol
During our ride out the boat didn’t make any stops so no one got to do any night fishing. I was in bed but not deep asleep so I could hear the engine when it idled down and rev’d up. I assumed we got to the fishing grounds sooner but as I mentioned, I didn’t hear any announcement over the loudspeaker so I didn’t bother to get up. I finally needed to use the head so I got up around 5:30, had my coffee then 30mins afterwards the crew put out three trolling rods, doing the standard rotation. Caught bonitas on the troll and few on flyline. Stopped on a few small kelp patties and few anglers pulled 2-3 small (roughly between 5-10lb) YT at each stop. All morning the boat searched and searched and searched. Did not see any BFT. Before noon we pulled up to a decent size patty which held a good amount of YT. Capt. Gavin hooked one and handed the rod off. I’m estimating that YT to be around 15lb, which ended up being the biggest one caught. This was probably our best stop of the day, we managed to pull in at least 6-7 YT and a few bonitas, then off we went again.
While driving, Capt. announced that the water was green and he was not seeing anything so his plan was to head slowly back up towards home to see if he can get us into blue waters. As we got into bluer water, off in the distance I can see land (still no boat in sight), we saw a school of birds diving and Capt. announced to get ready. We slowly pulled up, Capt. announced these BFT ranged from 40-80lbs, deckhand managed to toss a stick bait and hooked one. Got that 40-50lb tuna on deck and then the BFT dove and was gone.
Continued searching and sonar picked up decent school that was down 150-250ft deep. We tried everything, from lures, knife jigs, colt snipers, fly line, sinker rig but no one got bit. By this time it was around 7-8pm. Around 8:30 I had called it a day and went inside the bunk, not asleep, just resting. Capt announced that he was marking a small school of BFT and he was going to give it a shot. I stayed in bed and didn’t get up. 5mins later and captain calls it. We have a long way home so we will be ending the trip here. Ended the trip with 1 BFT and 14YT and few bonitas.
The entire time, it was windy and waves were in the 3-5ft swells with 5-10sec breaks in between. White caps all day. I wouldn’t say it was calm nor crazy but for a small craft, it can be dicey. All in all, the crew worked hard getting a few tangles. One older gentleman was holding his colt sniper by the lure and while the wave was rocking the boat, another angler bumped him from behind, you can guess what happened next! The treble hook jammed into his hand.
Here's a picture I captured while aboard the PQ. lol
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