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After the frustrating surf trip yesterday, I decided to hit it again this am. Forecast showed 10-13 SSE with an incoming until about 11:00, so I decided to hit a spot that there has been fish on for the last couple of weeks.
Marco met me at the ramp at 5:30 and we headed out in Gray light. We jumped in at about 6:00 and saw quite a few slicks popping away from the shoreline. We headed that way, but the water was a little deep (armpits on me) so we turned and made our way down the shoreline throwing tops. Marco got the first blow up on a pink Skitterwalk and I was throwin' a She Dog. I changed tops frequently for the first hour and finally switched to a Chart/Black SS Jr. I smelled a slick and turned to see it 10' behind me about the size of a kitchen table. I chunked that way 3 times before she blasted it. First fish on and landed at 23", 4 1/2lbs. A few casts later I got another blow up by another good fish, but she pulled off about half way in. I kept moving down the shoreline and I noticed another slick a ways down. I casted to it and twitch, twitch, BOOM. This one was 21", 3 1/2 lbs. A few casts later I had a wave hit me in the back and the water came over my shoulders. The wind had come up to about 20 SW and the tide had come in a good 6", so we headed back to the shoreline. About 15 minutes later the water had gone from 3' visibility and green to 6" and browning up quickly. All the fish were out deeper and we couldn't get to them, so we jumped in the boat and headed to some protected water only to find no bait and no fish. We decided to call it a day and headed back in to be greeted with 3' rollers all the way back in....That was a rough ride.
On the way back in we found several groups of birds working, but we couldn't fish them in the waves and wind.
It was good to get out with Marco and feel a few pulls and if the weather would have what the liars had said, we could have stayed there and hammered them, but as usual, they were WAY off.
Marco met me at the ramp at 5:30 and we headed out in Gray light. We jumped in at about 6:00 and saw quite a few slicks popping away from the shoreline. We headed that way, but the water was a little deep (armpits on me) so we turned and made our way down the shoreline throwing tops. Marco got the first blow up on a pink Skitterwalk and I was throwin' a She Dog. I changed tops frequently for the first hour and finally switched to a Chart/Black SS Jr. I smelled a slick and turned to see it 10' behind me about the size of a kitchen table. I chunked that way 3 times before she blasted it. First fish on and landed at 23", 4 1/2lbs. A few casts later I got another blow up by another good fish, but she pulled off about half way in. I kept moving down the shoreline and I noticed another slick a ways down. I casted to it and twitch, twitch, BOOM. This one was 21", 3 1/2 lbs. A few casts later I had a wave hit me in the back and the water came over my shoulders. The wind had come up to about 20 SW and the tide had come in a good 6", so we headed back to the shoreline. About 15 minutes later the water had gone from 3' visibility and green to 6" and browning up quickly. All the fish were out deeper and we couldn't get to them, so we jumped in the boat and headed to some protected water only to find no bait and no fish. We decided to call it a day and headed back in to be greeted with 3' rollers all the way back in....That was a rough ride.
On the way back in we found several groups of birds working, but we couldn't fish them in the waves and wind.
It was good to get out with Marco and feel a few pulls and if the weather would have what the liars had said, we could have stayed there and hammered them, but as usual, they were WAY off.
COMMUNITY WITH A LARGE
PROBLEM AND A 
PROBLEM.
"I love the smell of napalm and watermelon slicks in the mornin'...."
LIVIN THE SALT LIFE 
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