Hiro & I embarked upon a marathon…not of the running type though..
A fishing marathon….nothing short of a quest..
A quest for more and more hookups.. this quest involved a couple different species and we knew the cold conditions and impending lack of sleep was going to play part in what we do and if we stick to any game plan so we remained open and ready to “fly by the seat of our pants” and change things up if we needed to.
Thursday night / Friday morning:
Bako’ DUCT bound we were and Bako’ DUCT we did achieve…
We met up with Cutbait probably about 9:30PM or so….
1st spot…
Hookup !.....................
1st cast !...
I was ON !
Solid feesh too….about 5-6 lbs
Drag peeler too……..!
went to drag ‘em outa da water…..AND..
Wump…wump….wump….wahhhhhh!
Came unhooked…..ooooops ! (embarresed!)
After a few more casts Mike hooks up !…..the fish comes unbuttoned (dayam !)
Many more casts produced about 3 more short strikes for Hiro and 3 more short strikes for myself…
We moved on…..
Next spot….nada…
Next spot….instant strikes for Hiro and Mike….but no hookup : (
We fished other zones pretty hard and I got 4 strikes there and 2 quick hookups but lost them instantly…I am almost certain those last strikes and hookups were LMB…they felt like a bass strike…
Mike had to go home to his family so we said goodnight and went to the next spot..
1st cast !
Hookup !
This time it’s me again…..I lose him….(sheesh !)
Several more casts…..
I get hooked up again but I lost ‘em AGAIN (whatup ?)
Several more casts…..
HOOKUP !
And when I use caps when I say hookup….I mean HOOKUP !
Hiro is on….he sets the steel…the drag it peels…rod goes bendo and Hiro reels….the fish in….
He land the fish !
And this is where the HOOKUP (all caps) comes in play…
He had the fish but was holding the lure at the same time…a carbon copy of what happened to me on Halloween occurred, the fish violently shook and spun at the same time….driving the treble hook into Hiro’s thumb…and the fish is hanging from his thumb the lure connecting the 2 together !
I saw the look on Hiro’s face and I knew something was amiss…
I helped him out by holding the fish as he struggled to get the hooks out of the fish 1st….
Then we assessed the damage….didn’t look too bad at 1st (wrong !)
So he tried to remove the hook by pulling it out….no go !
It was deeper than it looked !.....BAD !
I told him “your gonna need to push it through and cut the barb off !”
Do it quickly before it swells up more !
He took it like a man and pushed it through and I tell you…IT WASN’T EASY !
By the time he got the barb pushed through, the entire shank of the hook was imbedded in his finger (Dayam….that was rough !)
We cut the barb off and and pulled the shank back out!
(Whew ! – no pics of the hook in finger though…sorry !)
After about 10 minutes
I hit a different zone !
Hookup !
I land it…a nice chuncky Bako fish hits the deck !
Several more casts…..
Hiro is ON !
Hookup…
He lands another real nice girthy Bako feesh !
AND he lands it on the lure that’s missing 1 barb that he cut off ! (Bako Stud !)
My next 2 cast had the same fish swatting at my lure (I saw ‘em !) but no hookup !
No more love after that and on to a spot many miles away we went…
We both hooked up in the 1st 10 minutes there but lost ‘em
Then about 10 minutes more into it, I got tired of losing my hookups so when I got struck, I drove EXTRA HARD !
Hookup !.....thump…..thump thump !....and into the main current he went and did a series of extra violent thumps then…
Dunk !....
he shook off !
Or so I thought…
I fished on for about 10 minutes and noticed finally that my front treble hook WAS GONE !
I looked closely at me lure !
That last fish had straightened out the split ring and ripped off my treble hook !
(Dayam !-strong motha !)
(I’ll post up a photo of the bent / pig tailed split ring later)
We had a couple of other strikes in other spots but no more fish hit the deck, a little tough night but it wasn’t that bad after all…we made contact with many fish but unfortunately didn’t land them all but that’s fishing.
Friday morning about 10am or so:
We met up with Cutbait (Mike) and his group of pals at Buena vista lakes for some trout fishing (still no sleep from the night before).
It was Sloowwww !
They were scraping a few fish every couple of hours but it was rolling out to be a real tough day.
Hiro hooked up on a spinner twice and had a few other strikes but by noon I didn’t have a single strike..
I fished a number of different lures and tried some PB too but not a sign of a strike (I even pounded the shore for about 1/8 mile.
I made my way back to where the group was fishing, casting my trusty mini jig on 2lb test…
About 10 minutes after I got back there I got HAMMERED !...
Hookup !
That trout SLAMMED my jig and rolled on his side once displaying a nice lengthy girth !
I said….
“It’s a TOAD !”
And it RIPPED drag out….
way far out about maybe 50-70 feet
and the drag was SCREAMING !
It did 2 real long screaming runs like that and worked me pretty hard for 5 minutes.
Someone took a video of it, I hope it gets posted up, I’d love to see it !
Some REAL SWEET action on real light line !
I ended up landing it and on Mike’s buddy’s scale it went just under 7 lbs.
Here’s Mike’s catch of the day…ha ha ha ha
j/k …..Mike actually scratched a limit out (Bako Stud !)
We fished the day out till 4:30pm (still no sleep from Thursday)
And hit the campgrounds for some fiasco driven camping..
Grilled New york steak shiskabobs (courtesy Hiro)….dee-licious !
Hiro is crashed out in the tent and Mike and I hung out and had a beer by the fire !…
After Mike left I sat there by the fire ad I heard something weird..
I turned around to find about 8 Racoons right near me…about 4-5 feet from the table.
WTF ?
I shined the light on ‘em…..still there….theyre not leaving !
Finally I shoo’ed them off and I kicked back by the fire then went to bed.
Aparently during the night the coons drug one of my Stripers off and ate the eyes and lips off of it….those suckas left it in the middle of Mike’s pals campground (sheesh !)
Then…it get’s worse.
Sometime during the wee hrs of the morning, the Racoons UNZIPPED MY TENT !
Came in there while I was sleeping (must have been several of them) and trid to get at my Chips Ahoys Chocolate Chip cookies !
I WAS STILL SLEEPING IN THERE !
The cookies were 1 foot away from my feet and the coons came within 2 feet of me trying to get at them.
Here’s a pic of their tracks in my tent !
There must have been a couple of them by the look of the tracks !
I am guessing I must have shuffled before they got the cookies cause it didn’t seem like they ate any !
I’m not kidding…I WAS SLEEEPING RIGHT THERE ! and those suckas unzipped the door and came right in…
I NEVER even thought any animal would come into my tent while I was sleeping…those suckas are very brave out there and fearless of people !
I’ll sum things up by saying: “Dayam ! those Coons know how to Party ! and we had one helluva time in my tent !
By the next evening we exchanged numbers and even hit the duct together….
they can fish!….
they can party !
They will keep you warm on a cold night….what a country..
Here’s a pic of us hangin out at the duct afterwards !