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My program is much like freeride's, especially mid-August to Christmas or so, and St. Patty's to Memorial Day - I keep a rod in the car, and I have to be kind of bored, or specifically have a stick up my ass about doing some research/scouting, to just get skunkulated and stick with it. I don't think I've ever gone to the beach and sat there for 4 hours staring at a rodtip waiting for something to hit.
A fishfinder can help, but I'd rather have some guy with shitty electronics who knows some secret ledges or wrecks that aren't on publicly-available charts, than have some guy with all the latest sh!t, but you have to go to WalMart reef or drive around until you see some relief on the bottom with blips hanging on it.
Knowing what they're doing is better, and knowing when they're feeding, concentrated, or preferably both is the magic. Being able to do this given any time of year, day, tide stage, and weather condition makes someone good. From what I can tell Southern California sounds very heavily pressured and isn't as rewarding for shore-bound anglers as Florida.
What is "it" in your second paragraph, first sentence? I don't totally understand.I was talking about this yesterday while drifting in a nearby river jigging for fluke.
Is it that the fish there are extra hungry because they're generally in lower nutrient waters and have to come inshore to feed, is it the water temp, is it because you can seem them from shore? All of the above?
Generally considered the peak season for inshore in Florida. Regionally, enthusiasts/specialists for something specific might like other stuff which is better at other times, but for the masses, yeah.what about that mullet run?
lot of other factors if you want to catchmodern fish finders tilt the odds heavily in humans favour.
Me and a few others have found that just 1 cold beer will stop motion sickness. But then after that first one it leads to about 20It's more about the quiet time. I spent a lot of hours on dad's friend's boats, Oahu and Kona, as a kid. Lot of 'fish feeding' by me in rough seas early on but got used to it. While not as exciting to not catch, the quiet time near water is priceless, especially now. Catching is just icing on the cake of mindful time spent.
you also never sleep better than you do after a day out on a boat. You come home, go into a coma for 10 hours, and wake up in the next century.There's something therapeutic about the whole experience. Getting up early, rigging up tackle, enjoying the sunrise.... then the long bumpy ride to a spot where you wonder where the fvck the fish are and the annoyance of the assholes on channel 72.. then wonder why you're wasting all the money on gas blah blah blah... then you get bit and it all goes away when line is screaming off the reel.
But seriously just being on the boat with the wind in your face is pretty fvcking awesome.
A sportfish with diesels and decent A/C in the salon is sleep heaven. Wake up in the pre-dawn Bahamas sticky-ness, 80-something degrees, trades getting started. Getting sh!t ready, get out there, fish, reel in/bail weed/re-drop endlessly, and then by mid-day or so when the flybridge is keeping the sun off the rigging station/bait cooler/cutting board rear deck assembly, just post up on it and snooze until you hear a reel buzzing. Get everything washed off at the end of the day, wash off the boat, you've been sweating your ballsack off for ages now, shower, gameless wonder mode fail at trying to pull tourist girls from the cruise ship party square, get back to the boat, and get into one of those little cool, pitch dark cocoon rooms.you also never sleep better than you do after a day out on a boat. You come home, go into a coma for 10 hours, and wake up in the next century.
This is so oddly specific and great.A sportfish with diesels and decent A/C in the salon is sleep heaven. Wake up in the pre-dawn Bahamas sticky-ness, 80-something degrees, trades getting started. Getting sh!t ready, get out there, fish, reel in/bail weed/re-drop endlessly, and then by mid-day or so when the flybridge is keeping the sun off the rigging station/bait cooler/cutting board rear deck assembly, just post up on it and snooze until you hear a reel buzzing. Get everything washed off at the end of the day, wash off the boat, you've been sweating your ballsack off for ages now, shower, gameless wonder mode fail at trying to pull tourist girls from the cruise ship party square, get back to the boat, and get into one of those little cool, pitch dark cocoon rooms.
It's only the promise of dolphin, tuna, maybe marlin and wahoo that is getting you back out of that hibernation heaven.
Also toe operating the autopilot/nav computer with the dial and the arrows. Sitting in the captain's chair, completely Snoop Dogg laid back, coldy in hand, watching the chart plotter and depth sounder as you make a slow, gentle zig zag trolling up onto and off of the ledge just by hitting the left and right arrows with the big toe from peak LazyBoy posture. Talking sh!t to whoever is reeling in skipjacks and barracuda and telling them to try reeling in a blackfin.