Beach and Bay Report 4/6/13

This morning was much cooler and windier than yesterday, 45 F and a stiff 15 mph North wind that had the Bay whipped up to white caps. 

The tide was up, and there was no question of getting around the cliff for a long walk.

But Skye was OK with that.  I went home, mowed the lawn for the first time, not so much because the lawn was high, but because it's starting to grow unevenly.  It also took care of some of the last leaves.

By 2 PM, though, it was pretty clear that the wind was dying, so I called Trevor, and suggested a fishing trip, which was gladly accepted.

Around 3 PM we headed of to "Location X."  Unlike yesterday, when I had the area all to myself, there were as many a 10 other boats trying to fish in the relatively small area, so it was a bit like bumper boats.  But everyone played well, so it was tolerable.

The fishing was much the same as yesterday;  lots of  fish in the high teens up through mid 20's, a few pushing 30 inches.  I had a much worse day for tackle, loosing at least 5 jigs to the rocks.  The fishing gods demand their sacrifices, I guess.  Note the "float coat", an essential for cold water fishing.You can see here that by now, the wind had all but died.






I had already called "last drift" at least twice, when Trevor hooked a bigger than average fish. 

It took him probably ten minutes to land this 34 inch fish, which turned out to be hooked in the muscle next to it's pectoral fin, making it much harder to fight.  


Time to come home.