Megan Padon. That's her name. She caught a 21 pound halibut yesterday. She reminded me of her name today when she weighed in a 25 pound halibut. I fell asleep before finishing my post last night. No picture today, as it looked a lot like yesterday's picture, only today's fish was a bit larger. Also, boats were waiting to get pulled out. The important thing to know (besides Megan's name. Sorry!) is that Connor Padon has figured a few things out. I don't want to give him any more cred than that, as to much backslapping tends to scare the fish away. But attaboy. And attagirl, Megan, as Connor's numbers increased when you got on the boat. Coincidence? I think we all know...
Tuesday, July 30, 2024
Monday, July 29, 2024
Yet again, a report I missed: "Hey Willie,
Greg and Scott are out of Bodega fishing. Greg caught I believe is a Treefish. Crab unknown.
Ever see those outta Bodega?
Hope all is well!" All is well enough, sirs. Thanks. The fish? Yes, Treefish, and rare here. Nice job! The crab? Probably a spiny lithode crab. That's a relative of the King Crab. I only know of that crab from a comment on this report from 2011. Gage showed off a weird crab he caught while rockfishing in 2011. Somebody anonymous responded with a definition. Thanks! Count the legs. It ain't your regular Cancer crab...
Sunday, July 28, 2024
The halibut fishing remains the same, poor, but at least one boat did well again. The Stockton Jiggers were swarmed today as they demonstrated how to catch halibut with jigs. I apologize for "outing" them, as the swarm of boats following them today probably weren't helpful. And yet they still caught fish.
Booyah.
How do these guys catch that many fish? First, they bring a lot of people in their camp to pass off fish to. That's a legal imperative, and they do that. How do they catch them? That's the question.... Part of it is that every time that boat stops, every rod in the boat is jigging. Fast, slow, they're all going. And Dave, the boat owner, is not one to stop over spots that aren't fishy. What's fishy? Well, in a word, edges. What's an edge? Any change. Water temp. Depth. Structure. The Stockton boys used all of those things. Their jigging method clearly worked as well, even though I think that they jigged too aggressively. The fish didn't think that their jigging was too aggressive. I had my luck jigging slow with my jig. My success isn't as good as their success, so. I'm going to say to mix it up. Find the thing that works for you. You'll know what works when the fish bite.
Saturday, July 27, 2024
Thursday, July 25, 2024
Tuesday, July 23, 2024
Wind-driven cold water has slowed the halibut bite in the bay north of Hog Island, but, not killed it. A few biting fish remain. Trip Plumb and Rich Chapin caught a 22 pound halibut off of Dillon Beach proper today. They were trolling live jacksmelt. They also hooked and released a 14 pound salmon (Their estimation, and as long-time commercial fishermen, their guess at weight is probably gilled and gutted.) and a 100+ pound sea lion, also released. Actually the marine mammal released itself, although I have been reassured that Rich and Trip didn't want it and were planning on releasing it anyhow. They also said that their combined 174 years of fishing experience was the main reason for their success. I don't have enough years of experience to argue that, even if I wanted to.
Other halibut fishermen had mixed reviews. Catch numbers have ranged from a lot of zeros to four in the box. Success, numberwise, seemed to increase south of Hog, as the water was warmer there and the fish were more active. But the larger ones lived north, as usual. just not plentiful. as usual. Bait catching, depending on who you asked, ranged from nearly impossible to easy with the majority in the hard category.
Rockfish, now that the wind has died and you can get there again, have been a bit slow as 49ยบ water makes everybody a bit sluggish. As the worst of the wind lays off the next few days we should see a corresponding interest in eating by these fish, too. Luckily, stripers are less concerned with water temp and more concerned with eating, God love 'em. They bit this morning, and Cameron almost outfished me. Almost. The old man still has a few tricks, but not many. But all I need is one.
Sunday, July 21, 2024
Friday, July 19, 2024
Monday, July 15, 2024
Where was I? Oh, yeah.
Sunday, July 14, 2024
Saturday, July 13, 2024
Thursday, July 11, 2024
Wednesday, July 10, 2024
Monday, July 8, 2024
On the surf striper front, I can report that there was one caught today. One. By a damn good surf fisherman. So, yes, it is possible to catch a striper in the surf here. But it ain't hot, yet. It is warming up, though.
In the same way, there were some halibut caught today at Hog, but not many. Bait catching? Hard. Fish catching? Also hard. But doable. There were a few fish caught but no awesomeness to report that found its way to me. There were a few stripers caught on the bar by one boat but it was not duplicatable by the fishermen I spoke with that watched the catching happen but were unable to duplicate. I know that feeling. Gage didn't go fishing with me tonight so Cameron got to jump aboard. We landed three stripers, lost a good one (straightened hook) and missed six bites. Three of those missed bites were on my topwater. You know how you're supposed to wait for a second before you set the hook on a topwater bite? My reflexes don't know that. I YANKED THE LURE OUT OF THEIR MOUTHS THREE TIMES! Is the message going through my head all night. Good luck, sleep. Luckily, tomorrow I'll be twice as jumpy.....
Sunday, July 7, 2024
Saturday, July 6, 2024
Speaking of people that we haven't seen the last of in this report, here's some future competition for Cannon: "Hey Willy,
Friday, July 5, 2024