My Surf Fishing Therapy…
The majestic sight of the sunrise
The clean fresh morning air,
Reminding me of the reasons
Of why I am out there.
I take a long deep breath
As I step into the surf,
The cool water welcomes me
Back into the familiar turf.
The foam of the waves surrounds me
As I wade through the salty mist,
This is my kind of wonder
Another form of personal bliss.
The lure goes flying off into the distance
Coming back on a slow and steady retrieve,
I go through the motion anticipating
What Poseidon’s gifts I might receive.
As the scent of the ProCure lingers
And the LC performs its dance,
Over and around all the structures
Hoping to find somebody at home by chance.
All of the sudden there’s pressure
As I dodge another wake,
The strain of the rod tip signals
The all too familiar headshake.
The silent drag screams quietly
As the big legal fish ran,
Really gets the adrenaline pumping
In the battle between fish and man.
The fight is on and it's brutal
As both sides struggles for the upper hand,
It’ll either be me on my knees in anguish
Or with this legal on the sand.
Now the Flattie lies on the sand helpless
Impatiently awaiting its fate,
With visions of being thrown in a bucket
And ending up on a dinner plate.
I hold up the Flat Boy for a picture
Admiring the beautiful prize,
This is your lucky day my flat friend
Today won’t be your demise.
So I laid the Flattie back in the surf
It vanishes with a swat of its tail,
Go give my regards to Poseidon
Tell him that I treated you well.
Go brag to your friends that you tangled
With Wingnut and lived to tell,
Tell them the battle was epic
And how you gave me Hell.
Now the sunset sends me packing
All the way home I will reminisce,
To relive the days’ memories
It doesn’t get any better than this.
I finally pull into the driveway
After a long, long drive,
Wingnut Pug is there to greet me
And runs right to my side.
As I put together my report
Leaving another adventure behind,
My thoughts are already wandering
Of the next one on my mind…
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After getting word from my Northern contacts that things are starting to heat up, Mike (Bones) and I decided to head North today for our next surf excursion. In the surf at the first location at grey light... we hit three spots today, all three were productive. Thanks to those who gave me the heads up, you know who you guys are.
Conditions: Outgoing tide. Cloudy & cool morning with a slight drizzle. Partly sunny in the mid afternoon. Water temp. 59 degrees. Swells minimal and relatively flat. Water clarity excellent with little to moderate salad. Very few baitfish presence in the water.
Action: The Flatties are active, very aggressive and pushing up tight to the beach. Mike worked the dropshot for the majority of the day with Gulp 4" Baitfish and 5" Zoom flukes and I threw the Baitfish Silver LC almost exclusively all day.
Pics for the day - recap at the end.
We caught so many shorts today... did not take pics of every one.
Snagger!
This Flattie coughed up a 5" Smelt.
Look how clear the water was...
Gotta love the flat conditions.
The only legal of the day. 25"
One of MANY shorts.
Total fish count (all released):
Wingnut:
(16) Halibut *PB* - (1) 25" legal (15) shorts.
(6) Barred Surf Perch
(1) Sand Bass
(1) Brown Seagull (1) Starfish
Bones:
(8) Short Halibut
(3) Barred Surf Perch
(1) YFC
Another fun adventure in the surf. It's only going to get better, go get them... they're out there.
Mike, "Look, they're boiling!!!!" (inside joke).
Until next time... remember to always be kinder than necessary.
Arthur (Wingnut)
"You may be a dead duck if your try, but if you don't try... you're already dead."
Extras:
Got a chance to break in a couple of new set-ups today.
Weapons:
Ammo: Locked & Loaded
Ammo: Expensed
Mike's biggest catch of the day. Sunfish???
Damn Seagull!
We got company on the Jetty. Threw the little fella some Anchovies.
This is a first...
Parting shot:
Go Lakers!!!