My normal kayak fishing partner ditched me for his "Honey-to-do" list or more like keeping the peace on the home front. I totally understand! So happened that the SOL kayak community was meeting at Sandy Hook lot C at 0530 (ouch).
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| 0236 departure from the house |
The morning drive was alittle rough. I was very tired and its never a fun drive solo in the dark of morning pre-dawn. I did manage to get out of the house earlier then planned, which was shocking.
Once arriving I was the first one there and a tad early. Nice to be around the salt again though. I began unloading my equipment and other began to arrive. Quickly into the task,
SNAP, my camera mini-flexy-tripod breaks. Good start to the morning.
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| Broken mini-tripod |
After loading my kayak, and pulling it toward the beach,
SNAP, my home-made kayak cart breaks. I tested it with just the weight of the kayak without a problem. I guess the additional load of my gear, plus the uneven surface was to much for the PVC. I believe this time I will look to order something made from metal, designed for this application.
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| Broken PVC kayak cart |
Once we finally got to the fishing part, which seemed to take forever, we/I found fish right away. A small was up from our launch site was a nice rip and smaller, less obvious secondary rip. Both location where holding fish. I landed several small flounders & blues, plus two sea robbins. Made several drifts through this area, each time seemed like a hook-up or missed fish.
Then I broke a major rule with fishing, never leave fish to find other fish. So while I was not boating keepers, I decided to move on and discover new water. A move further North and I found a nice drop off. A nasty scum line was in the area with cocktail sized blues feeding on minnow type bait fish. I only managed to hook a few blues in this area and the ones I did came unbuttoned at the boat or in the boat. All fish found a way to get there freedom, unhelped from me, which I was perfectly ok with. I tried topwater plug, no takers.
Tide went slack and fishing stopped! I mean grinded to a sudden halt. About 45 mins to an hour and things began to turn back on. The tide started to move out and fishing picked back up. By this time I had started to work my way back towards the launch site, fishing in the earlier rip area. And had the same results, several small flounder, blues and sea robbin.
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| Fluke on Diawa SP in 22' of water |
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| Keeper Blue @ 18" |
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| 263 Mile round trip |
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