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Hit the water at 9 am. Temp in the high 60s. Mostly sunny. Light breeze. Calm waters, probably 50+ degrees. Nice day. A few boats were out. I saw two other yakers.
Target was togs. Had a bunch of blue crab and my new Magtouch tog rod.
Worked a bunch of pilings toward the first island (3 miles from shore). Piling after piling. Nothing. Not even a nibble. Even at the first island, nada. Seemed like a slow day. I headed back mid afternoon, again worked the pilings. Nothing. The current had picked up and it was hard holding position around the pilings. Chops picked up too. After eight hours, I felt I was going to get skunked. It was time to call it quits, and I couldn't help the feeling of disappointment.
Just before 5 pm I called my wife to get Saturday's forecast. It wasn't too good, so I cancelled an overnight room reservation. I decided to go home last night.
After I called my wife, I thought I'd try a few more pilings, even though the turbulent eddies were pushing me out of position. I was tired. Breeze was cooler and chops were up. There was even some dark clouds overhead. I went to the next piling, which was two miles from shore. Not ten seconds, and BAM!
The bugger wanted to stay between the pilings, but my new stout rod got the better. I got a good fight with a nice 19 1/2 incher. To say the least, I was ecstatic! The skunk had gone.
After that I fished another half hour or so. Finally hit shore after over nine hours on the water.
Glad this one was a male. (Note: It's Ok to take females, but personally, I generally feel better taking males). For those that don't know:
- Males have a protruding forehead (above the eye; looks like a bump)
- Males are generally gray-blackish in color; females are more brownish
- Males have a distinctive protruding chin; the chin underside is white; females don't have this "large" mandible
Target was togs. Had a bunch of blue crab and my new Magtouch tog rod.
Worked a bunch of pilings toward the first island (3 miles from shore). Piling after piling. Nothing. Not even a nibble. Even at the first island, nada. Seemed like a slow day. I headed back mid afternoon, again worked the pilings. Nothing. The current had picked up and it was hard holding position around the pilings. Chops picked up too. After eight hours, I felt I was going to get skunked. It was time to call it quits, and I couldn't help the feeling of disappointment.
Just before 5 pm I called my wife to get Saturday's forecast. It wasn't too good, so I cancelled an overnight room reservation. I decided to go home last night.
After I called my wife, I thought I'd try a few more pilings, even though the turbulent eddies were pushing me out of position. I was tired. Breeze was cooler and chops were up. There was even some dark clouds overhead. I went to the next piling, which was two miles from shore. Not ten seconds, and BAM!
The bugger wanted to stay between the pilings, but my new stout rod got the better. I got a good fight with a nice 19 1/2 incher. To say the least, I was ecstatic! The skunk had gone.
After that I fished another half hour or so. Finally hit shore after over nine hours on the water.
Glad this one was a male. (Note: It's Ok to take females, but personally, I generally feel better taking males). For those that don't know:
- Males have a protruding forehead (above the eye; looks like a bump)
- Males are generally gray-blackish in color; females are more brownish
- Males have a distinctive protruding chin; the chin underside is white; females don't have this "large" mandible
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