06-20-2011, 03:46 PM
We tried to go ocean fishing yesterday...
Launched in the bay at about 6:15am to extremely glassy conditions. We headed towards the bay's mouth. We had intentions of dropping three crab pots on the way out, so we stopped to set the first one.
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We had fifty feet of rope, and two of those buoys per line. When we dropped the first pot in 25' of water, the raging tidal current dragged all fifty feet of rope and BOTH buoys underwater in about ten seconds, and the trap was gone. Like the twilight zone.
We searched for about an hour trying to find anything, when I spotted a little ripple on the water where the buoys had been bobbing underwater. We thought we hit some weird freak current or a little whirl pool or something, so we set another pot out about 200 yds away. Same thing happened. We decided to set the line in 19' of water to avoid the insane currents, and we set off towards sea.
As we headed in the direction of the mouth of the bay, we see a commercial fishing boat heading in to the bay... "That's not right, he should be going out, not in" says our captain... We are still in the bay, and we are driving through a 2 foot swell. Within ONE MINUTE (im not exaggerating, this day was a total twilight zone day) we were driving into a fifteen foot swell. Never in my life had I seen such big waves on the ocean. I about messed myself. In a split second, we were doing a 180, hauling back towards the bay. The giant waves had different plans, though, and they were faster than our 20' river boat with a 115hp on it. The first wave picked us up, and we surfed it for a good 30 seconds, but we couldnt keep up, and the boat fell into the wave's lull. The insane power of the wave turned the boat broadside, and damn near flipped us. I though I was going to die for a minute there. Our captain, Uncle Frank, kept his shizz together and about-faced the boat in time to surf the second wave, and he was able to keep the waves at our back until we were in safe water.
We went to find the crab pots, and again, the buoys had disappeared. We were smarter this time and hit plots on the gps. Three legal dungeness crab to boot, and no lings. I'm lucky I came back....
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Launched in the bay at about 6:15am to extremely glassy conditions. We headed towards the bay's mouth. We had intentions of dropping three crab pots on the way out, so we stopped to set the first one.
We had fifty feet of rope, and two of those buoys per line. When we dropped the first pot in 25' of water, the raging tidal current dragged all fifty feet of rope and BOTH buoys underwater in about ten seconds, and the trap was gone. Like the twilight zone.
We searched for about an hour trying to find anything, when I spotted a little ripple on the water where the buoys had been bobbing underwater. We thought we hit some weird freak current or a little whirl pool or something, so we set another pot out about 200 yds away. Same thing happened. We decided to set the line in 19' of water to avoid the insane currents, and we set off towards sea.
As we headed in the direction of the mouth of the bay, we see a commercial fishing boat heading in to the bay... "That's not right, he should be going out, not in" says our captain... We are still in the bay, and we are driving through a 2 foot swell. Within ONE MINUTE (im not exaggerating, this day was a total twilight zone day) we were driving into a fifteen foot swell. Never in my life had I seen such big waves on the ocean. I about messed myself. In a split second, we were doing a 180, hauling back towards the bay. The giant waves had different plans, though, and they were faster than our 20' river boat with a 115hp on it. The first wave picked us up, and we surfed it for a good 30 seconds, but we couldnt keep up, and the boat fell into the wave's lull. The insane power of the wave turned the boat broadside, and damn near flipped us. I though I was going to die for a minute there. Our captain, Uncle Frank, kept his shizz together and about-faced the boat in time to surf the second wave, and he was able to keep the waves at our back until we were in safe water.
We went to find the crab pots, and again, the buoys had disappeared. We were smarter this time and hit plots on the gps. Three legal dungeness crab to boot, and no lings. I'm lucky I came back....
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