I arrived at Zuma around 7:30 am today ready to try out some new flies. The air felt like summer, but the water still felt like winter. An hour-and-a-half and two full-body dousings later I decided to get my spinning rig out of the car.
Action was good at a couple spots on the beach. In a reversal for me, most of the fish were nice and few were tiny. Found them around gravel areas.
this one was the smallest
on 3/8 oz Carolina GCSW of course...
About three-hundred yards down the beach I noticed a fisherman in an orange hat. Every time I looked over his way he seemed to be fishing where as I was usually untangling, re-tying or otherwise dinking around... I'm thinking to myself "Dang, that guy is like a machine. I wonder who it could be." Well...
Yep, he's that good, folks...
Nice meeting Wingnut, Fishboy and Capn'. Hope you guys did well. I just couldn't leave those fat perch alone...