Chic Ash caught this 25 pound halibut today. He had some help, it looks like. These guys are friends and relatives, so they have a bit of a head start, but it was a visitor, James Ludovina, that told them where to go after he caught his limit, not us here at the Landing. James has been on the water every day for the  last last few days and has kind of figured it out. For now. Ask him, he'll tell you, he's learned enough to know that streaks don't last, the fish move or change their minds, whatever. What worked today may or not work tomorrow. That's what makes fishing awesome. Change. And when it doesn't change, and you can fish fish the same way two or three days in a row? Also awesome, and kinda extra awesome if you know that it's not supposed to work that way. Let's all be extra awesome, should we be so lucky. James says that Hog Island is wide open. I think that he's partly right, in that there's places back there that are full of fish, but there's probably a lot of places that aren't. But give it a shot. These guys got a couple of beauties today after James pointed them in the right direction. Good man, James.

    This picture is from last week. Rachel just sent me the photo. Sorry, guys, don't know your names, don't know your fish's weights, but nice fishies. 

 

    So we went for albacore yesterday. The video is of two fish hooked on the troll and me sticking a lucky one on a cast swimbait. We caught five, lost one. It was hard. Kinda sucked. The ride out, partly in the dark and all in the swell from two directions and fog, was not what what I wanted. It mostly sucked. Dodging ships in the fog was also not not fun, but not dodging them would be worse, so I guess not a complete suck. I just feel, 24 hours or more later, like the beatings I took yesterday were a bit too much. oof. I heard that a very guys did super well, up to maybe 30 fish. Most of the fishermen did somewhere between zero and five. That's a lot of gasoline for not a lot of fish. We burned 60 gallons. Brutal. 

   Can't wait to try again.