Short Striper Trip
The original plan was to get the work done on the boat during the week and put in sunday morning for a fathers day fishing trip. Rain and work put a damper on those plans and we still had some stuff to touch up sunday morning. Didn't end up getting on the water until around 3.
We had to be off the water by 6 because the lights on the trailer mean we can't use it after dark and had an hour+ ride home (so glad we only have to launch/retrieve it once a year). We headed out to the bell marker and put on a Pline Sabaki Rig and started looking for mackeral. Other boat out there said there were none around but we tried anyways. Five minutes in I hook up one, which in itself is rare who only catches one mackeral. But we figure where there is one there are many. I drop more weight on the end to get it to drop straight and keep jigging. 10 minutes later I bring up 4 and 10 after that I bring up another 3.
With them in the live well we head to our honey rocks. If we our going for an extended day we bring a bigger live well, the one on the boat is small and the fish tend to die very quickly when under power. We get to our rocks and drop anchor in the middle. Tie on some trebs and put them through the backs of the macks. Sitting for about 20 mins and the bait runner drag starts going on my rod. Wait a few seconds and pull up and I'm in my first striper of the season.
Put up a decent fight, my dad thought it was going to be huge because of the ammount of line it was pulling off, but I admitted I may not have set the drag properly. Ended up being a 27" 8 pounder.
I hook on another mac and sit back down and wait. Meanwhile my dad pulled his back in and found it had chocked itself to death on weeds and put on a new one. This guy decides he wants to try out for the under seas olympics at some point and starts lapping the boat. Instead of peacefully sitting watching our lines move a bit we spend the next half hour or so avoiding line crosses and adjusting bait runner drags.
At one point my dad mac takes off and we see a striper try to hit it top water, nothing like seeing saltwater fish break the surface. No run on the line so we assume we missed it and he starts doing laps again. At one point he makes a run at a distant rock pile but we assume the bait fish got spooked.
Shortly after that my rod takes off again and I have another one on. This one is closer to the boat but he is giving me a good fight. Even with the drag fixed he is taking line and fighting. We get him to find a 33 inch 13 pound striper on. My mother loves striper so we decide to keep this guy and keep fishing for the small amount of time we have left.
As we are reeling in to head out I look at my dads spool and go "wow that mac took a ton of line." My dad says its like reeling in a log. As it comes in we find the schoolie that hit the mack top water has the thing half way down its throat. The thing was so small we couldnt tell the difference between the mackeral on the line and the striper.
I tried to get it out but the hook was down by the gills and every time I tried to move the bait fish blood would gush out. Unfortunately I figured releasing him with the bait fish in there would be more likely to save him than f***ing up his gills.
Bass are just amazing, the bait fish he tried to eat was over half his size, even without a hook in him I don't think he would have been able to eat the fish.
Two and a half stripers in around 3 hours is nothing I will ever complain about. All around great day. And now I have some chunk bait for surfcasting.