My alarm goes off at 5:45 am. Load up the gear and on the road by 6:10am. Its just my brother(Ghost117) and I listening to Gone Fishing by Bing Crosby & Louis Armstrong, while on our way to a spot in Malibu.
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Upon arrival, the conditions were ideal and I had feeling today was going to be a nice day for some fishing.
Started off with one of my LC's that I tried painting myself (failed attempt :lol: )
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Quickly switched after realizing the tide was to low and I would have ended up just losing my LC. Made the switch to a 3 inch swimbait in city shrimp color on a 1/2 jig head.
After a few casts, I break the skunk with a decent sized YFC. For a moment I thought maybe I should keep it for the folks back at home. However, I thought maybe just maybe I would catch something even greater.
7:55am
A few casts later on a very slow retrieve I get a good hit. Head-shakes and the seaweed like feeling on my rod tells me its a halibut. The fight lasted probably less than 3 minutes so I was convinced it was just another short butt.
I have already caught a legal halibut before but it was exactly 22 inches so I released it. However, this time this beauty came in at 23 inches.
This would be the first legal halibut that I would bring back home to my parents. Said a little prayer for the fish before dispatching it. Bought some ice and called it day. Ended up watching my brother fish for the next hour and half because I was content and wanted to end the day on a high note. An amazing way to end the week.
Oh and found out that this gas station nearby sold Stroopwafels (sweeeet)
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