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The Nothing
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yesterday was a DREAM day at Pacific City.
I started off getting hit by lings. Something in my head told me 28" minimum, so i threw back a few keepers on the day. I had an easy half dozen lings and underlings by the time a few other kayak guys caught up with me. I also picked up a single almost 20" cab that was released as they arrived.
As I continued drifting, the bite slowed a bit until we got up to the north reef. Once everyone turned their back, I was back in the game. I drifted over a huge school of rockies. I spent the rest of the day just pounding on these guys. Doubles and triples were constantly going off. Hits on the drop, the works. I picked up a few cabezon and underlings here and there, but mostly rocks. The action, for me, only stopped when I stopped fishing to get the fly rod together. By the time I had it strung, and my fly tied on, I had drifted well past where I had spent the day, and had a hard time finding the school, despite the waypoint i had marked.
Fish a bit more by the Rock, but the time I got there I was definitely thinking it was Beer:30.
Coming back in, I totally mis-judged the landing, and over-braced a wave. it broke right underneath me, broadside, and i rolled it over. Broke my fly rod (inside the kayak), and lost my jigs, measure board, tape measure, but came away relatively unscathed. If the battery on my camera wasn't dead, i would have had the whole thing on video...
Here are a few pics. I caught probably 10 total lingcod (including undersized and a few keepers), couple cabezon, and probably 20 black and blue rockfish.
I started off getting hit by lings. Something in my head told me 28" minimum, so i threw back a few keepers on the day. I had an easy half dozen lings and underlings by the time a few other kayak guys caught up with me. I also picked up a single almost 20" cab that was released as they arrived.
As I continued drifting, the bite slowed a bit until we got up to the north reef. Once everyone turned their back, I was back in the game. I drifted over a huge school of rockies. I spent the rest of the day just pounding on these guys. Doubles and triples were constantly going off. Hits on the drop, the works. I picked up a few cabezon and underlings here and there, but mostly rocks. The action, for me, only stopped when I stopped fishing to get the fly rod together. By the time I had it strung, and my fly tied on, I had drifted well past where I had spent the day, and had a hard time finding the school, despite the waypoint i had marked.
Fish a bit more by the Rock, but the time I got there I was definitely thinking it was Beer:30.
Coming back in, I totally mis-judged the landing, and over-braced a wave. it broke right underneath me, broadside, and i rolled it over. Broke my fly rod (inside the kayak), and lost my jigs, measure board, tape measure, but came away relatively unscathed. If the battery on my camera wasn't dead, i would have had the whole thing on video...
Here are a few pics. I caught probably 10 total lingcod (including undersized and a few keepers), couple cabezon, and probably 20 black and blue rockfish.
