Launched just prior to gray and got out of the reserve at the right moment. 20 baits in 10 minutes, pointed the nose north. Discovered my radio is dead.
Hazy morning had me questioning the decision to go north without the GPS, and a tip from a sea lion convinced me to turn back. Got back over to the point to find acres of bait being worked from above, but no signs from below. Milled around for a while making sure not to get sucked south.
Came back inside to finish the morning. As I was packing up a weighted bait rod goes bendo. Feels heavy, not much wiggle....oh, could it be? Not. At color I think, wow, big ling. Then I get it up. WOW, big calico. Around 24", guesstimate 6lbish. Took some pics, maybe I'll post later. Since he didn't spill my beer or otherwise offend me, I let him go. Proving once again, bass fishing is hard. :lol:
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Beautiful morning, saw one regular with a smaller YT, otherwise very slow. That damn sea lion lied to me.