I can't seem to remember the name of the Davey's Locker party boat that buzzed me today on my kayak ten minutes into a halibut drift. Western "Gay" Pride seems about right given the captain must be a real c0cksucker. I've fished the coast of Orange County many times and have heard of these boats giving other kayakers a tough time but had never heard of anything like this.
To be clear, this happened today, Saturday 8/28, around 11:30 am as the boat was coming back to NPH. I started my drift at 100 feet, had drifted about five minutes to 70 feet and then started watching the boat coming straight at me from Crystal Cove. The captain had plenty of visibility and was at least a mile and a half away when I started watching him. I had a bright orange paddle on my kayak and a red jacket on. There were swells today but they were minimal at the time. I thought, surely this guy will veer out deeper to give me a little room, right? Nope, instead he continued straight towards me and came so close I could have touched him with my rod.
When he got near me he slowed down abruptly and for a second I thought he wanted to say something to me like, "hey, any luck?". Next thing I know this fag guns the engines and takes off away from me, spraying me and leaving me in a wake that was not fun to get out of. The people on the railing looked as surprised as I was. After getting out of the way I stayed there for a minute watching the boat take off and wondered "what the hell was that all about?"
It's tough enough to watch out for all the weekend boaters that don't know what they're doing, I guess now I have to also watch out for the guys that are supposed to be the professionals on the water.
Fish report: Water was cold. Fished for threshers, halibut and calicos during the incoming high tide for nada.
To be clear, this happened today, Saturday 8/28, around 11:30 am as the boat was coming back to NPH. I started my drift at 100 feet, had drifted about five minutes to 70 feet and then started watching the boat coming straight at me from Crystal Cove. The captain had plenty of visibility and was at least a mile and a half away when I started watching him. I had a bright orange paddle on my kayak and a red jacket on. There were swells today but they were minimal at the time. I thought, surely this guy will veer out deeper to give me a little room, right? Nope, instead he continued straight towards me and came so close I could have touched him with my rod.
When he got near me he slowed down abruptly and for a second I thought he wanted to say something to me like, "hey, any luck?". Next thing I know this fag guns the engines and takes off away from me, spraying me and leaving me in a wake that was not fun to get out of. The people on the railing looked as surprised as I was. After getting out of the way I stayed there for a minute watching the boat take off and wondered "what the hell was that all about?"
It's tough enough to watch out for all the weekend boaters that don't know what they're doing, I guess now I have to also watch out for the guys that are supposed to be the professionals on the water.
Fish report: Water was cold. Fished for threshers, halibut and calicos during the incoming high tide for nada.
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