man0fsteel
04-23-2012, 09:48 AM
So my buddy bachiboy gets these hall passes and is having too much fun catching fish and losing LCs so I figured I'd better do my part.
Fishing didn't even seem like an option this weekend as I took my son and a group of his boys up to Sharktooth Hill on the outskirts of Bakersfield to do a fossil dig and work on the Geology Merit Badge. Well, since this is a fishing forum, I'll take a second to talk about fishing for prehistoric fish remnants...
In the oil derrick filled hills of Bakersfield, there is a world class fossil bed, locally known as Sharktooth hill. It's a fossil laden bed about 18" thick and has an incredible amount of marine fossils ranging from prehistoric sea lions, whale bones, and so many shark teeth that you can't take 2 steps without seeing them on the ground. I've included a couple pictures of our bounty.
We got up there early Saturday and it was blazing hot. Sunday morning at 7:30 AM it was probably 80 F and rising. I did manage to see that meteor streaking thru the morning sky though! We pack up and head home at about 10:30 AM when I check my cell phone and see a text from my other fishing buddy seeing if I had time to fish. At that point, crusted with salt, sweat, and dust, nothing sounded better than to hit the surf! I guess we would have to unpack later :Rolls Eyes:
My son says he's too pooped to go so I tell him to shower up and don't burn the house down. I'd be back in a couple hours. I toss my gear in the car and head down to the spot. Of course, my buddy decides to fish a mile from where I parked but it was overcast and cool so I didn't mind the walk. Conditions looked great, small surf, outgoing tide, lots of trenches and clear water. When I meet up with my buddy, he'd landed a corbina on the LC. I get my gear on and start working a sardine LC pattern.
Things looked so fishy, but nothing was coming my way. I could see little leopard sharks swimming by my feet, and some bigger corbina swimming in the shallows, all taunting me. I'd been fishing about 45 minutes when my buddy had to take off. 10 minutes after he leaves, I get my first tug. But what ever it is, it feels small and comes in pretty easy. When the whitewater clears, I see I've hooked my first halibut! A short one but my first one and I'm stoked. I take a picture and text my buddy and then I'm back at it. Of course, as luck would have it, an over exuberant cast fouled up and stopped my spool...but not my LC. :Evil:
I tied on another LC and fished for another hour when an unrecoverable birds nest told me it was time to head home. All in all, a great way to finish the weekend.347493475034751
Fishing didn't even seem like an option this weekend as I took my son and a group of his boys up to Sharktooth Hill on the outskirts of Bakersfield to do a fossil dig and work on the Geology Merit Badge. Well, since this is a fishing forum, I'll take a second to talk about fishing for prehistoric fish remnants...
In the oil derrick filled hills of Bakersfield, there is a world class fossil bed, locally known as Sharktooth hill. It's a fossil laden bed about 18" thick and has an incredible amount of marine fossils ranging from prehistoric sea lions, whale bones, and so many shark teeth that you can't take 2 steps without seeing them on the ground. I've included a couple pictures of our bounty.
We got up there early Saturday and it was blazing hot. Sunday morning at 7:30 AM it was probably 80 F and rising. I did manage to see that meteor streaking thru the morning sky though! We pack up and head home at about 10:30 AM when I check my cell phone and see a text from my other fishing buddy seeing if I had time to fish. At that point, crusted with salt, sweat, and dust, nothing sounded better than to hit the surf! I guess we would have to unpack later :Rolls Eyes:
My son says he's too pooped to go so I tell him to shower up and don't burn the house down. I'd be back in a couple hours. I toss my gear in the car and head down to the spot. Of course, my buddy decides to fish a mile from where I parked but it was overcast and cool so I didn't mind the walk. Conditions looked great, small surf, outgoing tide, lots of trenches and clear water. When I meet up with my buddy, he'd landed a corbina on the LC. I get my gear on and start working a sardine LC pattern.
Things looked so fishy, but nothing was coming my way. I could see little leopard sharks swimming by my feet, and some bigger corbina swimming in the shallows, all taunting me. I'd been fishing about 45 minutes when my buddy had to take off. 10 minutes after he leaves, I get my first tug. But what ever it is, it feels small and comes in pretty easy. When the whitewater clears, I see I've hooked my first halibut! A short one but my first one and I'm stoked. I take a picture and text my buddy and then I'm back at it. Of course, as luck would have it, an over exuberant cast fouled up and stopped my spool...but not my LC. :Evil:
I tied on another LC and fished for another hour when an unrecoverable birds nest told me it was time to head home. All in all, a great way to finish the weekend.347493475034751