Monday, October 31, 2016
Friday started off windy and we slowly made our way to the grounds. The tog bit for a while and then the wind and tide increased making fishing uncomfortable with eight ounce sinkers and forty five degree temperatures. We retreated home for some hot soup. Sunday, we took a slow ride to the grounds in the dark and were the only boat there. While I was setting the anchor, Evelyn came running for the net as "The Legend" and Mike M. were already battling big tog. Plenty of big blackfish all morning with everyone shedding sweatshirts as the temperature rose into the seventies. Roger took the pool with a fat eight pounder. Special thanks to Mike for catching a striped bass at the end of the day and donating it to our grill. We wish you and Cathy a special time on your vacation.
Thursday, October 27, 2016
Well, that's what it seemed like. It was 27 degrees when we left the house and all the puddles were frozen solid. At the boat it was warmer but the stiff NW wind continued and gave it a winter feel. We headed offshore and fished in 100 to 140 foot depths looking for the big stuff. Lots of porgies and sea bass on the wrecks from tiny pins to true offshore jumbos of the biggest kind. There are so many sea bass around that you have to fish thru the shorts that would not normally be offshore to get to the keepers. Tim and I filleted all the way to the dock. The only down side was the arrival of the dogfish. Summer's over.
Monday, October 24, 2016
Friday started off warm and muggy. We got to the fishing grounds and the fog came down thick. The forecast called for a chance of showers but some of the more experienced anglers on board did not believe it as they left their rain gear home. The weatherman forgot to mention that it was a pretty damn good chance as it rained all day. A steady pick on the shorts, a few nice boxers and a couple of jumbos busted off. The high-light of the day was Evelyn catching a seven pound little tunny on a ten pound spinning outfit after two trips around the boat. When we returned to the dock it was sunny and hot and all the drowned turkeys dried out. Sunday started off differently as the temperature was in the forties when we headed out in the dark. On the fishing grounds it was not bad but chilly. We had plenty of bites but few keepers. Around ten in the morning the wind piped up and by noon it was blowing a gale. I decided to call the trip and we took a slow ride home, throwing spray over the wheelhouse as the wind gusted to over forty knots.
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
The bite was off as it usually is during the full moon. The water is still warm, but we managed a few nice ones over the weekend. Ken "The Legend" was the star of the show, landing several nice sized blackfish including an 8 1/2 lber., our largest of the season.
Sunday, October 9, 2016
The crew was down early Friday morning to scout out the blackfish grounds.We left in the dark in summer-like weather and arrived before day light to find a half dozen boats already there. We set up on a spot and the crew of Randy, "The Barker" and "The Legend" went to work right away landing a bunch of tog and some porgies too. Good fishing and good weather. Sunday our intentions were to repeat our good fortune, but when I arrived at the marina the wind was gusting and it was raining. It was hard to get a forecast with the media concentrating on the hurricane and they were calling for the rain to stop and the wind to come on in the afternoon. I checked with the crew and they decided not to go, which turned out to be a good decision as it is still raining. The "Legend" bolted to his car and all we saw were tail lights as he raced from the parking lot. I guess he had somewhere to go. We went home and put on the fireplace to take the chill off and get ready for football.
Monday, October 3, 2016
We could have fished Sunday but I did not know what we would find after the Nor'easter. Sounds like a few boats went and had mixed results. We took advantage of the gloomy weather to move some stuff and to get the boat ready for the tautog. There is a storm a few thousand miles away and the media is in a panic. A few days ago we had seas as high as fifteen feet right off our coast and no one gave a s#it. I guess hurricanes are more sexy then nor'easters.