The halibut fishing is still hard. Three years of abuse is, well, abusive. But the fish are still trying to compete, as small schools (pods? I've heard it used, whether it's right or wrong...) of fish enter the bay optimistically in search of mates or food. Either way, they find us. So the fishing story is that, as usual, a few guys are doing well and many fishermen aren't. Does that sound familiar? It ought to. That's fishing in a nutshell. So, the few guys I spoke to, for the most part, caught nothing. Bur...

    Here's Cameron's take: "A day trip led to early (3 hours on water) halibut limits plus one striper at the bar for Connor Padon and crew. All on the jig. He mentioned something about luck. No comment." Luck is always a part of fishing, but doing the right thing the right way at the right time sure ups the odds. Conner spends a couple of weeks a year here grinding for halibut. Grinding sucks, but sitting on the water for hours and hours for days and days will teach you things, and I think Conner's "luck" may be influenced by his "experience". Nice work, Conner and buddy. IMHO, those jig fish are the best, and you popped five. Jealous? Yup.

      Gage had a good morning on the bar with stripers and halibut in the mix. And then....

     Gage would like to tell everyone that if you have an old folding knife that likes to fold up when it shouldn't, throw it over the side. Five stitches later, he won't be fishing tomorrow. Good for the fish. Good for Kaiser. Not so good for Gage.