Not much to post today. The Northwest wind started early and increased as the day progressed. A very few caught halibut and the rest bailed early. Today was the last day of Dungeness season until the first Saturday in November. That means traps open tomorrow for reds. Traps will remain open until Dungeness opens, when traps will close again. The Center for Biological Diversity sued for Dungeness, not reds, so red crab are wide open and Dungeness are restricted. Red crab traps only catch insignificant whales, not the important ones, apparently. Like many attorneys general... So only Dungeness traps catch whales, I guess. Be careful what you argue, as, since Dungeness traps have been accepted as a whale killer, any argument against will be construed as reasons to make other kinds of fishing illegal. LET IT GO. It ain't right, but arguing will make it worse. Don't give the jackasses in charge of regulation any ideas. They aren't fishermen and they don't know. STOP EDJUCATING THEM. They can't make illegal what they don't know exists...
Sunday, June 30, 2024
Saturday, June 29, 2024
Yesterday wasn't so good for halibut. Today, the wind kind of messed things up in the afternoon. But before that it was pretty damn good, if you like catching.
Thursday, June 27, 2024
Only three boats from here went for halibut today. Maybe it was the wind? I would not have gone except for the fact that it was my day off, so.. Gage decided it would be a better day to go truck shopping, and at a couple of times I was jealous. I hate fishing in the wind. It's more work and less fun. Well, successful fishing can be more work. My story: I couldn't catch bait to save my life in the hole behind Pelican Point. I saw lots of bait but they wouldn't bite. So, butt hurt, emotionally devastated, I ran back to the red barn to start a troll. It was good times for five minutes, then I ran into the weed. Holy crap. There were uncountable wads of eelgrass mixed with mermaid (witch's?) hair all over on the East side. I went West, running gear and clearing lines. Oh, this is why Gage gets so bitchy when the water's weedy! That makes so much more sense. I thought that moody teenager thing just stuck. To be fair, clearing fouling crap off of the gear sucks a lot.
But I caught one short and one keeper in front of Laird's Landing, 22 feet of water. Both on flukes under hootchies close behind dodgers. But then I saw the sardines. I almost filmed them, so you could see what boiling sardines look like. But I was trying to catch them, so I was distracted. Look at films of bluefin boiling. It's like that, but tinier. Once you see it you'll not forget. Under the boiling 'dines were black out the meter schools of 'dines, and they bit. I caught seven and headed back to Hog, for the low tide was soon to turn.
Just before the turn I made a drift over the bar off of Pelican Point, and no sooner than I got all my lines in , bam! Hookup! And then, a second hookup! "Stripers!" I thought. "Leopard sharks!", it turns out. Big ones, but not halibut or stripers, so away they went, as did I. Back to Hog Island proper went I, and there I had three bites in three "drifts", the third one actually sticking to the hooks so I could go home about 11:00. Before leaving, I went over to John Cooper, the only other boat in the area, and told him what just happened. He had one in the box from Marshall, too, but after no bites at Hog he decided that, for one, he was lucky not to hook leopard shark, and for two, he'd try over closer to Hog. I heard later that they caught three more on sardines (and lost a few as well) by Hog. Their three largest came from Hog. My largest came from Marshall. The other boat from here fished Hog, then Marshall, and caught nothing. So. There's fish. And there's not. Your results may vary.
In other news, Dungeness crabbing comes to a close in a few days (July 1, NO MAS) but the season has already come to a reality close. Normally the crabbing picks up at the end of the season, but this year, well, not so much. Apparently the crab that were in the bay and sustaining a season earlier this year never got a recharge. Crabbing kinda sucks. But, the Dungeness crabbing can be no better than it is now after Sunday, when Dungeness closes until the first Saturday in November. So, it can only get better!
Tuesday, June 25, 2024
Mixed results on the halibut today. Catching bait was easy! Catching halibut, not so much. From here, one guy, Jerry Knedel, limited on halibut and caught a 20" (keeper!) striper on live bait by Hog Island. Everybody else we launched landed nothing. Kinda brutal. So the fishing was good on Jerry's boat but nowhere else, it seems. I went out fishing this evening, not because of the fishing reports but because of the weather forecast. Wind is returning to the coast tomorrow. I went trolling back by Marshall and ended up with one halibut caught in front of Hog Island Oyster Company. That was my only bite in 90 minutes of fishing. A few weeks back, Gage and I were catching limits and missing two out of three bites in two hours. So, it is only mostly dead, like Westley in The Princess Bride.
Monday, June 24, 2024
Sunday, June 23, 2024
Saturday, June 22, 2024
Friday, June 21, 2024
Luckily for us all(?), Gage sent over his photo of his halibut from this morning at Hog. This fish is one of two that bit at almost the same time, but it's the one that stuck. Lost fish and missed bites are rarely pictured, so this solid biter will have to suffice. This fish in the picture is sitting on Tim Woerner's cleaning table. Many cultures consider it proper to give to their god. Good Christians are supposed to tithe. As Tim is our local connection to the fish gods, Gage gave up his fish to the man. He also got a few tips. Gage came out ahead. Other fishermen today had less optimistic reports. There were a few halibut caught, but not too many. Even Marshall was slow, as far as the few reports we got here indicated. Maybe tomorrow? Please don't let Gage think he's the man for more than a day.
Kerry Apgar texted me yesterday to say that Frank Green had called her to tell her that Don Mosby had passed away. A lot (most) of what I know about successful fishing I learned from my elders. Mr. Mosby was generally not that forthcoming with tips, but a lot could be gleamed from his stories and from watching him fish. A LOT. I wasn't done learning, damn it. You will be missed sir, by everybody but the halibut. I was considering petitioning CDFW to change the limit on halibut back to three, as with Mosby gone a significant portion of halibut mortality should be removed from the equation. I realized that they won't go for it, though, as long as Frank Green can still hold a fishing rod. Fair enough. Here's a Mosby photo:
Thursday, June 20, 2024
Monday, June 17, 2024
Saturday, June 15, 2024
I went to the Golden State Salmon Association dinner in Santa Rosa last night and stayed out well beyond my bedtime, so no report yesterday. It was a good time for a good cause, but I apologize for my tardiness. That said,
Thursday, June 13, 2024
It turns out that just because Ed Parsons was having a hard time fishing, and then he caught a striper, it doesn't mean that you'll catch a striper. More than a couple people did catch stripers today, but the ones that count (Gage and I) didn't.
Dammit.
We did catch two halibut, the larger one running 17.5 pounds, and the other, well, less. From thev few that I spoke with, two seemed like the average. Somebody out there, and probably more than one, caught more than two. And some caught less. The live bait bite was on fire north of Hog Island between 8:00 am and 9:00 am. We watched a boat land two while we were catching bait. We cut the bait hunt short and dropped in adjacent to their drift. Our two fish and two of our three missed bites came before 9:00. We thought we were gonna kill 'em. Then, depression set in. Oh well, that's fishing. Everything after 9:00 was us zigging when we should have zagged, and vice versa. Whatever. It's not like we should have pulled the boat out of the water and fished the sand point.
Doug was visiting some folks camping in the low 500's and sent me this text this evening: "Walking in front of the point a big Halibut. Off the beach" So people are catching fish everywhere. Or they aren't. It's fishing. And it's the frustration that makes it awesome. And it's really awesome today. For some. I gaffed a couple of Gage's fish, so I'm not bitter.....Wednesday, June 12, 2024
Monday, June 10, 2024
Saturday, June 8, 2024
Thursday, June 6, 2024
I was asked for a Dungeness report in the ocean today and I realized that, well, I don't know. I kinda need a few boats to go out and try so I can talk to them, but we haven't had a lot of good weather lately, and when we did, nobody from here went out. I did hear that soon after commercial Dungeness closed and traps became illegal to use again, the clutch ended and some of the experimental, "whale safe" crab fisheries were doing very well out deep. But I didn't see any crabs, personally. I have seen quite a few crabbers reporting bad crabbing inside Tomales Bay. Most of the crabbers are doing well to catch one keeper Dungy. But every so often somebody shows up and absolutely hammers the Dungeness. Eddie Kim did it, but he pretty much traded squid for crab on a pound for pound basis. A very few others limited as well, and did it without using as much bait, but they are the extreme exception. So, yeah, there's crab, but you probably won't catch one.
The same can be said for halibut here, as far as I can tell. There were probably a dozen boats trying for halibut today. I saw two boats land fish. The three boats that I spoke with that also happen to be local killers had one keeper, released, between them. That's between Inverness and Hog Island. A lot of ground covered but very few fish caught. However, on a similar note to the crab, Gage and I fished from Marshall to Inverness between 7:30 and 10:30 and caught our limits of not very big but big enough halibut. We had a few shorts and a few hit-and-misses as well. All biters were on Predator minnows and Zoom flukes. No takers on bait. So, you can get them to bite, but it is a lot of work.
Saturday, June 1, 2024
The weather has been switched back to suck (or blow, depending on your perspective, I guess). Gale was the term used by the National Weather Service today. Tomorrow we might be back to just small craft advisory for a day or two before gale shows up again. But maybe better later in the week? Historical records say that June is the windiest month here, so I guess we shall see about a spot of decency. It could happen, even though it probably won't. But before the wind really hit this morning I got a text from the Coastodian: