The present is no doubt the offspring of the past.

  I wish I could share the amount of satisfaction I get out of getting people out on an adventure that satisfies the soul and rewards the labors of our effort.

  This last set of trips started on Wednesday July 20^th, 2011

G&G plumbing put together a trip With Mike Arzadon and Francisco Morales.

  Our intention was to get these guys on some halibut but the halibut didn’t want to cooperate. The striped bass did though. We fished Angel Island for 4 bass then to Alcatraz for 1 and a 23 inch halibut, then to the central bay rock pile for 7 more striped bass.  We had full boat limits on the bass and a great day to be in the bay.

On Thursday, we were on a salmon mission. I was excited because this was going to be my first attempt at salmon since the closure.

 I talked to a few buddies that have been out in the ocean and they said go to W buoy and go south until you see something fishy. I did! As soon as we got on some bait and whales we started the carnage. We couldn’t get the first rod in the water. We dropped a Watermelon colored apex in and before I could slide down the rail we had  fish on, Then put another sinker on dropped it down and again before I could turn around ,fish on,  2ea,  24 inch salmon in the box and no rods in the water.  I quickly marked that spot and called out on the VHF that we were on fish at 40/52. It didn’t take long before every boat in the fleet was there. I saved 2 more marks on the plotter and worked a ¼ mile stretch until we had limits of salmon (8). All the salmon were 24-29 inches caught on mostly junk. The watermelon apexes ran from 25 to 30 foot deep and the crocodiles’ in green or Red, ran on Deep sixes out the back at 50 and 60 pulls. Bait that was fished in RSK or FBR or even crowbar didn’t catch a thing.  We did loose 19 sinkers in the process.

Friday, Filling the boat with Halibut was the intention.

  My good friend Paul Smith and I have a mutual friend , Paul Parks, a fisherman at heart. Our effort to get him in the boat was far greater then the effort he put forth to box a limit of halibut.  He just made it work. That’s what I appreciate, more then anything. He just makes it work!

Our other challenge for the day was to get a 13 year old kid his first halibut. My conversation started that morning with “your catching a halibut today “Don’t let your Daddy do this for you!” He caught the biggest halibut of the day at 12 pounds.  

WED, 12 stripers,1 halibut

Thurs. 8 salmon

Fri. 9 halibut 2 stripers