I fished LJ with some friends on Wed
morning. After exchanging some intel
on the beach--what squid?--we launched
into the foggy, glassy, four-foot vertical
swells, soaking us to the bone. Unlike Matt
and Mike, we were after these:
Caught Last Father's Day
Went to the pier for bait. Ended up with candy
bar greenies. The bait wasn't hard to find, but
it wasn't everywhere either. And neither were
the birds. The near shore current by the pier
was slow, heading north. Water temp 65F.
The fog finally broke by mid morning. That's when
we started getting bit.
Fall morning light
We lost two T's at the leaders. But fought
4-6lbs Bonies with lite tackle. The bite lasted
an hour. Way too much fun.
Lobster bait? You mean, give My Bonito to a lobster?
Gills and tail are cut for more blood drainage.
Ceviche is on its way.