I tied up some bucktails on 1/4 oz. jigheads on Friday evening in anticipation of a Saturday morning fishing trip with Daddy. Unfortunately we spent a hour or so working on the boat motor trying to get it to fire on all four cylinders.
We finally gave up and put the boat back on the trailer and called it a day. The fish lucked out this time!
We were able to help out another guy who launched his boat and parked his truck to find out that the rope fell off the cleat and his boat floated to the other side of the creek. We were able to pull it back over to him so he didn't have to go swimming.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
I went out on the Pasquotank River on Saturday, October 1st, for the opening day of Striped Bass season. Locally these fish are called Rockfish, or simply Rock.
Within 5 minutes of launching the kayak and getting rid of the mosquitoes swarming around me, I smelled bait. I zig-zagged upwind, following the smell, until I noticed a small slick followed by some activity near the water's surface. A quick toss of one of Flathead's bucktail jigs and I was hooked up.
I wrestled the fish to the boat and was initially disappointed to find out it was 17 7/8" long, about 1/8" short of the minimum. Then I reminded myself that it was a fish and last year I fished many times without so much as a strike.
It's amazing how a change in perspective can change the way you feel about something so simple as lifting a fish into a boat.
The wind kept gusting and with 1-2 foot waves and whitecaps pushing me around, I decided to call it a day.