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03-01-2009, 08:13 PM
No pics because the transfer device stopped working again.
My dad and I drove North on PCH for a good amount of time until we reached a beach we had found on Google Earth. The beach looked great (clean water, smallish waves), but there was a ton of salad in the water. Before we started fishing though, we ran into a really nice guy named Dwayne. Dwayne was going for perch/croaker using a grub, but he was more than willing to help us with our hunt for halibut. He gave us a few tips on the area, and we had a good time talking to him. He also warned us about the rocks in the surf line, and recommended that I keep my surf shoes on. It turned out to be good advice!
As Dwayne headed down the beach, my dad and I started fishing. Every cast with the LC resulted in vegetation. My dad wasn't fairing much better on the D-Shot either, and changed to a 3in Big Hammer since he kept losing rigs to the rocks. Seeing that this wasn't going to change, I walked down the beach towards the sandier area that Dwayne and two other guys were fishing. Dwayne walked past me and mentioned that he had caught a small corbina. When I reached the two other guys, they introduced themselves as Jesse and Ron and I had fun talking with them while fishing with them. They pulled out a few perch, but I got nada on the LC. My dad eventually made his way over and mentioned that something rocked him so he lost his swimbait. After a few more minutes, we all decided that much was happening and the four of us went our own ways.
Finally, we drove South to make they way back home and stopped at another beach. The waves got fairly high here at one point, but then flattened out again. Again, we had no luck, with the exception being that I somehow snagged a sea hare (which then inked all over me). We then ran into fishshep, and had a nice chat with him for a few minutes. After that, we hit up the rest of the beach for nothing. We did see one halibut boil, but he wasn't interested in the LC I tossed in his area.
Basically, it was a great day in the sense that I met a lot of great guys and got to spend time with my dad, but it was lacking in the fish department. I know this area will go off soon, so I'll be hitting it again in a few weeks.
I really regret not being able to post pictures because then you guys (and girls) could see how thrashed my surf shoes got. The sole was attached to the shoe by the back only on one, and I lost the toe and heel portion of the other. I was essentially bare foot by the very end, but I was glad that the shoes took the beating instead of my feet. I also got a really nice picture of a pelican that sat itself down on the beach.
My dad and I drove North on PCH for a good amount of time until we reached a beach we had found on Google Earth. The beach looked great (clean water, smallish waves), but there was a ton of salad in the water. Before we started fishing though, we ran into a really nice guy named Dwayne. Dwayne was going for perch/croaker using a grub, but he was more than willing to help us with our hunt for halibut. He gave us a few tips on the area, and we had a good time talking to him. He also warned us about the rocks in the surf line, and recommended that I keep my surf shoes on. It turned out to be good advice!
As Dwayne headed down the beach, my dad and I started fishing. Every cast with the LC resulted in vegetation. My dad wasn't fairing much better on the D-Shot either, and changed to a 3in Big Hammer since he kept losing rigs to the rocks. Seeing that this wasn't going to change, I walked down the beach towards the sandier area that Dwayne and two other guys were fishing. Dwayne walked past me and mentioned that he had caught a small corbina. When I reached the two other guys, they introduced themselves as Jesse and Ron and I had fun talking with them while fishing with them. They pulled out a few perch, but I got nada on the LC. My dad eventually made his way over and mentioned that something rocked him so he lost his swimbait. After a few more minutes, we all decided that much was happening and the four of us went our own ways.
Finally, we drove South to make they way back home and stopped at another beach. The waves got fairly high here at one point, but then flattened out again. Again, we had no luck, with the exception being that I somehow snagged a sea hare (which then inked all over me). We then ran into fishshep, and had a nice chat with him for a few minutes. After that, we hit up the rest of the beach for nothing. We did see one halibut boil, but he wasn't interested in the LC I tossed in his area.
Basically, it was a great day in the sense that I met a lot of great guys and got to spend time with my dad, but it was lacking in the fish department. I know this area will go off soon, so I'll be hitting it again in a few weeks.
I really regret not being able to post pictures because then you guys (and girls) could see how thrashed my surf shoes got. The sole was attached to the shoe by the back only on one, and I lost the toe and heel portion of the other. I was essentially bare foot by the very end, but I was glad that the shoes took the beating instead of my feet. I also got a really nice picture of a pelican that sat itself down on the beach.