...total freakin' yard sale.
WNW surf at La Jolla shores.
One of the buckles on my Hobie live well broke and I had a rod leash, actually a surfboard leash with the cuff around the live well webbing. That rod is still rolling around under the surf.
I'll be rethinking my rigging of leashes.
(On the odd chance it turns up and anyone here sees it, the reel is a Daiwa Great Lakes 47LC, and the rod has no name markings on it. It's an oldie but goodie, white bits of brown and with blue and copper colors in the wraps, and the tip guide is black, while the other guides are chrome. It probably still has a leash attached).
It was a miracle I didn't loose my mirage drive. I had the shock cord over it, but not looped around, and not super tight. By the time I got a hold of it, the hook from the bungie had basically snagged it after coming off the tie-down on the deck. I'll be rethinking that, too. I used to loop it around tightly, but I got lazy.
Thanks to the SUP guy that gathered my loose floating items, and brought my paddle ashore to free up my hands to hold onto the mirage drive and wrestle the kayak and live well (attached by one strap, with gaff, pole, and bilge pump in the rod holders).
On a brighter note, lot of life out there. I made green macks pretty easy. I headed out a bit past where all the private boats and most kayaks were fishing, b/c there were a lot of birds working out there.
I got out near the birds. Pelicans were diving, the dogs were there, but I realized that there were porpoises/dolphins working there, too. A bit later as I was slow trolling back in, a whale surfaced to take a breath about 20 feet astern of my yak. Wow. That makes you feel pretty small out there.
Unfortunately the fish weren't cooperating, so I've got nothing to show for my troubles but stories and lessons learned.
Now I have some cleaning up to do. Lots of sand in everything.
