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2019: Trip 6 Thunderbird (2 Day)
Trip 6 - Thunderbird August 15-17
Once again Hayden has arrived at 10:00AM and is first man at the landing, followed by Parks and the Burson clan. By six it appears the entire club is there. Team 805 arrived at the landing at 3:00 after a long 3 hour drive. We proceed to the drop off zone and we start unloading our truck load of gear for a two day trip. Suddenly Ruddy looks up at me with this sad puppy dog look and asks if I know where his reel bag is? HUH?, HOUSTON WE HAVE PROBLEM! Somehow we left his reel bag behind.
Ruddy immediately calls his lovely wife Kathleen and starts sweet talking her like it’s his prom night. “OH BABY PLEASE” I thought I heard Ron mention something about a cruise and then somehow he convinces her that they could meet half way and she would bring his reels. The likeliness of this succeeding in rush hour traffic is like 1/100. We head over to the beer garden and Ron tells his sad tale to the club. I was impressed that he didn’t even shed one tear. The club felt bad for him and Parks is first to step up and he offers Ron the use of a couple kelp cutters. Before you know it he has 4 set ups and he is set for the trip. He calmly calls Kathleen before she heads out and tells her the good news that the club members have stepped up and saved the day. Isn’t it nice to fish with friends! For some reason I still think a cruise is in his future.
Ron and I decide to enjoy some beers with our dinner at Newport Landing. We sit outside again hoping for another show at the dock. We leave disappointed, nothing/no one fell in the drink, but we enjoyed a great meal nevertheless.
Jeff arrives at the dock around 7 and shares a dreadful report from the last trip. He informs us that we will be heading south to Mexico to chase YFT for both days. This is a change of plan and Luke steps into action and makes sure everyone has a two day Mexican license. Since we’re heading south we’re told the big BFT rigs will not be needed on this trip. Yet for some reason we all seem bring them aboard……..just in case …….(more on that later). We boarded in an orderly fashion and head to the bait dock. It’s nine o’clock, you know what that means? Hayden has turned on the strobe light and its happy hour. The crew starts loading the wells with some well-seasoned dines for what seemed like hours. All four wells are filled. Yet Jeff said that if we somehow run out of bait down south we will head up to Dana Point to bait up again and then head back south and fish the second day. Wow that is some statement as to how bad Jeff wants to catch fish and how bad the fishing must be at SCI.
The BS & booze start flowing and we’re off to the tuna grounds. Jeff calls everyone into the galley for the low down. Get a lively bait, # 1 or 2 hook and light line-20-25lb and you will get bit. The evening party continues for another hour or two. Time to sleep.
We arrive at the grounds around 5:30 and start the trolling rotation. Goofy prepared pancakes, bacon and eggs for breakfast. Time to eat as we await for the tuna to play. At 8:30 Jeff finds a school and it’s off to the races for the next two hours. The corners are full speed with 12-15lb YFT. The first hour they were chewing 30lb and even some 40lb. During the second hour 20lb was the go to line. Some started throwing the popper on the bow and a couple tuna ate it. As we were consistently bent for two hours straight we found ourselves surrounded by about 20 Sea Lions, (AKA Parkers/Skiffs). These guys were aggressive and kept getting as close 50 feet away. Where are the seal bombs when you need them? The best part was that we were all bent and they sat there and watched us catch limits- classic!
A Parker drifts up into our chum line – Jeff has had enough and gets on the horn to ask if they would like a cheeseburger to go along with our chum. They finally get the message and move along. I feel need to mention, that you would never see someone in a Grady do this. We would get the cheeseburger and a beer before we leave.
By 11:30 we ended up with nearly a 1 day limit……….NICE. Jeff decides it’s time to spread some Karma for the tuna God’s. As we leave them biting, he calls in the Fury for a hand off and they immediately hook 3 fish. Next move for us was to go outside and look for paddies. As we went hunting, Goofy set up some meat snacks which went along well with a cold one. We found a couple of kelps but nobody home. We were probably the 5th boat that hit them today.
We head out of Mexican waters and Jeff puts us on another school and we get another 100 fish in an hour. Guess you could say it was wide open. Fish were chewing the paint off the boat and were hitting everything thrown at them. Besides bait, the colt sniper and flat falls were pretty effective too. Jeff once again shares the bite and calls over the yacht-Jack Pot. We hand off the school to them and continue to SCI to hunt blue fin.
We cruise around SCI and Jeff sees some foamers of BFT. The blue fin put on a nice showing, but no biters. After a couple of hours Kevin Kom throws a colt sniper at a boil and its game on. After a 20 minute battle with a Tranx 400 on 30lb line, Kevin masterfully lands a BFT which taped out to 52.5 lbs.
This came as a great relief to the crew as they no longer had to sort through 200 YFT to settle the jack pot. Nice job Kevin………….you gets da patch!
We try for some giants that night…….. no current……….. no biters………… but we got beer –life is good.
It’s about 9 o’clock and time for dinner. Tonight its tri-tip, baked potatoes, salad and ice cream bars. Goofy is starting to feel at home in his new galley. For some unexplained reason, Hayden failed to turn on the strobe light to signal happy hour. But as you might have guessed it didn’t stop this group. Wines were paired with dinner and shared among friends. Paul broke out his newly peat infused distilled creation (thanks Luke). Whiskies were consumed and beers were drunk. By 11:00PM it lights out. Time to get a snooze on – flat falls are on menu for 4:00 AM.
In the writers opinion 4:00AM arrives pretty damn early. I stagger out of the bunk room and I see half the club on the rail cranking away. It’s time to get my boots on and start grinding – ITS COW TIME BABY!
Jeff sees a couple nice schools under the boat and starts announcing the depth to target. Finally – BITER is yelled out and Ramsey is on. Chris quickly puts the hammer to the fish and lands a nice BFT in about ten minutes. It tapes out to 83.07 lbs. We continue to hunt for schools and make several stops but no biters.
There is not enough wind to deploy the kite, but the crew did manage to get a balloon rig out. I should mention that the club has adopted the PV process for kite/balloon fishing. If one of the rigs gets bit, Jeff will randomly draw a number and that lucky angler gets to fight the fish. If the fish is landed, the meat will be evenly divided among the club. Sounds like a fair system to me.
Jeff finds another school and Steve Lenker tries a sinker bait and gets bit. After a nice 20 minute fight he lands a BFT that appears to be from the same egg sack as Ramsey’s. It tapes out to 83.7 lbs.
Goofy serves up breakfast……..you guessed it, tri-tip and potato breakfast burritos. Throw some pico de gallo on it and it was great. We continue to BFT fish but it’s not happening. At 9:00 we head to the west end to fish calicos. The conditions suck and we can’t get the YT or calicos going. Jeff decides to slide around front and see what kind of trouble we can find. We work our way down the island and find some YT boiling but no biters. We moved in close and got a decent calico bite going. Maybe 20 legal fish, but no contenders, the record is safe for another trip.
The conditions were just not right at the island, dirty water and no current. At 11:00 Goofy serves up a new meat snack creation, smoked sausage, onions, and peppers over rice.
By 1:00 it’s time to call it a trip and head to the barn. Steve wins day two jack pot with his BFT.
Luke recommends that we may want to keep one rig set up just in case we come across some foamers. Unfortunately none were found and as we round Catalina it’s time to break em down.
We arrive at the landing around 7:00 and start the fish distribution. This was not going very well and was taking a long time. Finally Ryan stepped up onto the boat and got things moving, thank you Ryan.
Day 1 Jackpot goes to Kevin Kom with a 52.5lb BFT and day 2 goes to Steve Lenker with a 83.7 lb BFT. Well done gentleman. Everyone else took home 2 day limits of YFT.
To everyone’s surprise the traffic on the peninsula was not bad this Saturday night. Only took about 5-10 minutes to get off it and onto the freeway. Nice way to end another great trip with DWRRC and I’m looking forward to the next adventure.
Tight Lines My Friends
Tim
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Trip #8: Boat: Thunderbird 2 day Departs: Thursday October 3rd Fishing: October 4th, 5th Returns: October 5th pm Arriving at the dock a little later than I usually like to, the typical group as one would expect was all there. At this point I am starting to think that Hayden secretly lives at the landing, and only comes out of the shadows every couple weeks to fish with the club. It was overcast and on the cool side at the dock and I was beginning to regret only bringing shorts on the trip but figured with enough beer and maybe some stronger beverages I would find a way to stay warm throughout the trip. The fishing had either been wonderful or complete garbage the days prior, but everyone was hoping the optimistic that we would locate some hungry fish. After the standard, organized, boarding of the vessel we would call home for the next 2 days, we loaded up some great looking bait and off we went into the calm night. The plan was to head to Cherry Bank to hunt for the elusive bluefin. Our crew consisted of Carmello, Steve, and Jarid with Captains Jeff and Chris. It was my first trip without Goofy, and there was a calmness in the galley that felt very unfamiliar but also a feeling that something was missing. The forecast was absolutely wonderful with very little wind and a swell that was almost non-existent. After the guys all set their gear up, they disappeared one by one into their bunks. Day 1 - Friday Fishing began around 4am for some, with 2 bluefin being landed by Jim (81 lbs) and Ryan (87 lbs) just after 5am. Excitement was high with a couple of great grade fish coming over the rail, but we would soon lose that excitement. We continued to look for hungry schools, and look, and look…. We found several good schools swimming deep, but they would either disappear or avoid our bait like I avoid my mother-in-law. At about 1130 Captain Jeff decided it was time to take a break and drop deep for some taco meat. The rockfish grade was great with Luke pulling in the largest Salmon Grouper he had ever seen. It weighed in at 11 lbs, but I swear it looked bigger. We continued our taco quest until around 245 before resuming the look for the bluefin. We looked, and looked, and looked some more with zero success until dinner time. At this point, I figured if I wasn’t going to catch any fish I might as well catch a buzz. With a great dinner from Carmello consisting of chicken, rice, salad, the cocktails and conversations flowed into the evening until it was time to look yet again for these stupid fish. We looked, and looked, and looked some more. At some point only 4 were still standing. Jim, Cory, Ryan, and I were hanging out hoping to come across something to catch. We did our best to stay well hydrated, and that was about the only thing we were successful with late into the night. Of the 4, Ryan was the first to throw in the towel sometime around 2 or 230, I think... The remaining soldiers finally surrendered at about 315 and made our way to our bunks. Final count for the day was 2 bluefin and 52 rockfish. Day 2 – Saturday With a disappointing day 1 behind us, day 2 did not bring a change. We drove hundreds of miles looking, and looking, and looking. I think Captain Jeff was more disappointed than any of us. We sat around and ate what we could of the endless amounts of chips, which seemed to be the only snack option when people were shopping prior to the trip. On the upside, we had a great group of guys and some of the calmest seas that I have ever seen. Final count for day 2 was a big fat zero but I guess that’s the way fishing goes sometimes. We returned to a quiet dock, and disembarked with our snack size bags of rockfish, and headed home. Till next time, James Harris
Trip #7: Boat: Thunderbird 2.5 day Departs: Tuesday September 17th Fishing: September 18th, 19th Returns: September 20th am It all started on a pleasant Tuesday afternoon, Tuesday September 17th in fact. Tuesday is a fantastic day to get to the docks, because this Tuesday happened to be Taco Tuesday. Taco Tuesday is a great way to start anything of any importance, especially a fishing trip, two-dollar tacos and five-dollar margs to get things rocking while you’re still on land. This has been unscientifically proven to allow one’s sea legs to become accustomed to an imbalance of equilibrium, making for a smooth transition to the boat. We departed the dock around 8 pm with words of Tanner and Cortez slipping through the breeze and dancing upon our ears. Day 1 we arrived at Cortez bank around 5:30 am. After a night of getting rocked by large swells we awoke to a sea that was not all that happy to have us and not very willing to give up the fish. It was on the tougher side of things, but we still managed to scrape out a pretty good haul of fish. With a tally of 47 fish caught from good sized yellow tail to smaller blue fin from 20 lbs to the largest being 55 lbs caught by our Junior Angler Lucas Harris. Now, I believe, young Lucas learned a valuable life lesson on this trip, if you don’t gamble you can’t win. The next biggest fish, patch recipient, and pot was caught by Steve Sturm! Day 1 ended with a trip back to the bait barge because the bait was not great. Day 2 we arrived at Cortez bank around 5:50 am. As we were now a well-rested contingent of hardened sea slappers, everyone was extremely eager to get a line out. With rods in our hands and lines in the water, Bonita and small yellowtail began to come over the rail. After 3 hours of Bonita, El Capitan, Jeffe, decided it was time to make a move to Tanner. And this was well received. We arrived to Tanner and it began to sprinkle which was nice. At Tanner we caught yellowtail and smaller bluefin. The night bite wasn’t very bitey, El Capitan made a great effort moving multiple times to try and get us on the fish to no avail. Mr. one cast one fish, Mike Castillo caught the biggest blue fin of the day receiving the patch and pot. Light lines, small hooks and bait that was less than willing to be sacrificed in the belly of monsters make for tough fishing but it’s always great to be out on the water. Adios Brandon Lockwood
Trip #6: Boat: Thunderbird 1.5 day Departs: Thursday September 5th Fishing: September 6th Returns: September 7th am Trip 6 kicked off as it routinely does the usual suspects being at the dock, possibly before sunrise for all I know. My dad and I arrived at the dock around 2pm on Thursday with almost no traffic on the peninsula due to school being back in session. The weather at the dock was beautiful but we knew there was some wind ahead on the Tanner and Cortez Banks but that was really the only option as that’s where the fish have been basically all summer. Captain Jeff told us he wasn’t sure where we were going to start but it was going to be a bumpy ride out. After getting bait we were headed west. When we woke up, I was informed that Jeff took us to the Tanner Bank and was looking for fish. We stopped on a couple spots of fish and eventually got the anchor down and tried to get a bite going with no luck. Around 9:00 AM, we made the hour and 20-minute run to the Cortez Bank. The fishing improved once we got there but it was still a grind and we were soon anchored up in about 150 feet of water. The next 3 and a half hours were classic plunker bite fishing. Light line, small hooks and a hot bait would be rewarded with bites. There was a good mix of bluefin and yellowtail biting and the weather really improved from the ride out and was better than forecasted, but still a bit breezy. The final count for the morning was 14 Bluefin (8-15lbs), 14 Yellowtail and 4 bonito. At 1:30PM, with the bite really slowing down Jeff decided it was time to make another move towards the northwest end of Clemente; that would not only put us closer to home but get us in position for an afternoon/night bite on some better grade bluefin. With that being said most of the boat went down to get some rest. After the nap it was time to enjoy some beers in the sun on the top deck of the boat. Things got interesting when Bruce spotted bigger tuna splashing nearby. The crew jumped into action, setting up the kite and sending out flyers, while others used fly lines and sinker rigs. There were some standout moments: Hung, Bruce’s guest, landed his first bluefin on a dropshot rig with 40lb test after a tough fight and Kevin Kom quickly pulled in a solid bluefin on a 50lb fly line. Last but certainly not least, Rico worked the flyer like a pro, and at one point, we had two bait fish and two kite fish going at the same time. We had a close call when two kite fish got tangled and broke one of the fish off but when the first fish was gaffed the braid of the broken off fish was wrapped around it. Jeff and Scuba Steve jumped into action to try and save it. Jeff wrapped the braid around his shoulder and hands, and Steve spliced the line back to the rod, letting us bring in the fish. Our junior angler Lucas was pumped after the catch. This description truly doesn’t do it justice and was one of the most impressive things I’ve seen done by a crew. After the heroic save, we went a perfect 5 for 5 on 70-130 lb fish. The kite fish were caught by Mike Barton, Ron Shrout and Lucas, our junior angler. With the sun starting to set and a few hours left to fish, Jeff kept the search going while guys were having Carmelo’s pork loin and mashed potatoes in the galley. He told us we were going to have to work hard at it as the fish they had been seeing in this area was in wolf packs. The first few stops were quick as the fish that were located kept on the move. Slowly but surely, Jeff started to work away from the fleet and it paid off on the first stop. At 9PM the boat stopped on a school that was from 270’- 400’ and just as my jig got to 400’ I was able to get the first bite of the night and was able to boat it, but not before it swam off the gaff at 50 miles an hour with my reel in free spool. Shortly after that fish hit the deck, my dad was engaged in battle with a bluefin of his own and was able to make quick work of it. Micheal Harris was the next to join the party and got one on a flat fall with a little flashback to 2016 nights. They do in fact still get bit. There were a few more hooked on that stop that found eventually their freedom due to various reasons. There were a few more stops, but no bites and at midnight it was time to turn the boat back towards Newport and get some much earned rest in flat calm seas. The final count for the trip was 23 Bluefin (8 from 75-130lbs), 14 Yellowtail and 4 Bonito. Jackpot went to Kevin Kom with his fly lined 80 pound bluefin. All in all, the fishing was tough but as always this group of guys always manages to put a good score of fish together. It is always a pleasure to fish with this club and create lifetime memories. It is a highlight of my summers and look forward to it for many years to come. Tight lines, Jake Chutney
Trip #5: Boat: Thunderbird 2.5 Day Departs: Tuesday August 20th Fishing: August 21st, 22nd Returns: August 23rd am
Trip #4: Boat: Thunderbird 2 day Departs: Thursday August 8th Fishing: August 9th & 10th Returns: August 10th PM “In every species of fish I’ve angled for, it is the ones that got away that thrill me the most”. — Ray Bergman: The late Ray Bergman was born in Nyack, New York in 1891 & died there in 1967. He wrote for "Outdoor Life" magazine for 26 years. I am not going to bore you with the same deck foreplay that usually starts these scribe histories. Yes, Hayden showed up before dawn. Yes, guys dropped their bags and went to their usual watering holes and dinner spots. What was unique is Paul forgot his tackle box. That, I would think, would be hard to do….but he did scurry home and get what ne needed. By the goodness of all on the deck, he was allowed to keep his place in line. Ian and I have “day jobs” so we did not show up to see the morning coffee being made at Newport Landing Restaurant. Instead we arrived at 6 PM. Getting a call from Roy asking if I’m still attending the trip was entertaining; glad he cared enough to make sure I was aboard! It was interesting that when we did arrive, all the gear was on board and bunks were taken. Now I know why you arrive early; my top bunk was not the best on board. Next time I will take conference calls while watching the Ferris Wheel! As I grabbed my bunk and dropped my tackle box, I noticed an earie tranquility on The Thunderbird. NO GOOFY! I am not an old DWRRC salty dog like the rest of this crew, but in my 3 years in the Club, Goofy has been a main-stay. Always there, always giving someone sh_t and certainly taking some too. That tranquil glow graced us the entire trip. We left at 7 PM, picked up bait and started off to Cortez Bank. There was some hints of wind, but we decided to brave the elements. We arrived at the Bank around 5:30 AM and Jeff rolled us into some deeper water. We started fishing around 6 AM to a nice bite of Blue Fin. We had at least 2 loaded up consistently on that stop, with schoolies of 25-40 pounds. We dragged in 52 BFT on that stop with a few Yellow Tail coming aboard as well. Jim (6) Brian (4), BJ (6) and Saif were pretty active with nice numbers and good quality. Andy and Ryan pulled in some nice Yellows. It was good to see that Ryan could still pull on fish. His back, for the most part, held up while fishing for Pelagics. Fly line was the set-up of choice on this stop, but Yoyos and drop shots were also successful. We moved off this part of the Bank and moved to shallow water as the bite seemed to taper off as we continued to fish that stop. There were some that thought we should stay….Captain Jeff made the right decision! At 8:30 we pulled up into more shallow waters at 120 feel and anchored. We were not alone, in looking around there were at least 10 other Sport Boats in the area sitting on the same shallow bank. We moved off that anchor around 11 AM. We had to move as the boat LIMITED OUT on Blue fin with 104 boated (that includes the 52 from the earlier spot). We also bagged 35+ Yellow Tail! What was great about that stop was the quality of fish and the ability to catch YT and BFT at the same spot. If you had a Drop Shot on or you were Yoyo-ing, or fly line you were hooking up! It was an epic morning bite and one for the record books. Saif bagged 16 fish (10 BFT /6 YT) BJ- 11 (9 BFT/2 YT), Jim- 13 (11BFT/2 YT) and Steve- 10 (8 BFT/2 YT). These 4 guys caught 50 of the 145 fish caught…well done guys. (NOTE: I’m sure I missed another Big Hitter on this list, so apologies if I missed someone…I was too busy wrestling my own catch!). Since everyone had smiles on their faces and a full fish hold, Jeff moved us to bottom fishing. The Bank always shines with Big Reds and a sprinkling of other cod mixed in. Jeff let the boat know that we were headed off to bottom fish and gear up for bite. Everyone has their “ultimate” bottom set-up. I like the double dropper loop with a bunch of squid, Saif showed on deck with a large Blue Fin knife Jig. As I looked at the different rigs, I catch Mike with a dildo strapped onto his line! What the hell is that? The “tail” was long and the head would make any porn star blush. It did catch fish, but Mikey was bummed that his tail got eaten off. The knife jig stole the show as Saif brought up some huge cod monsters from the deep. I was fishing next to Paul and, on the drop, he got nailed. He was fishing a Tranx 500, so coming up was not fun; but he pulled up 2 massive, beautiful reds that put a nice smile on his face! Unfortunately, Ryan did not have a smile on his face, the heavy swells and waves did a number on his back….not fun fighting those swells with a bad back. We made 2 different drifts and brought in some beautiful fish; Reds, Bocaccio, Vermillion, and a few Sheephead. I caught a huge White Fish that I was excited to cook up when I got home. Guys who wanted to “fill their sacks” had that opportunity and we made quick time to leave the swells and white capped waves. A third drift was not warranted. We headed to San Clemente (The Island, not the beach town) around 3 PM. Night fishing for Blue Fin was off the agenda with limits on the boat, so that offered up many options for the thirsty fisherman. Some started Happy hour early while others bunked down for a few hours. I decided to nap a bit and came up to quite a happy hour crew. It did not take long to join the party, Bourbon, tequilla and many wine bottles were found throughout the galley. Carmelo, standing in for Goofy, did an awesome job on dinner. We had baked chicken with a purple rice and salad. The salad was worth noting as it was a mixed green with tomatoes and cucumber…nice alternative to the bland head lettuce we usually see on these trips. No Goofy drama with this dinner. The dessert bars got handed out and no one had to beg….I’m sure some missed the banter. Day 1 JACKPOT Winner - Roy, who edged out Saif and BJ with a nice sized Blue Fin caught during the AM bite. Congrats Roy! We woke at Pyramid Cove with lines being wet around 6. This Scribe did not see the sun till 7ish, but no harm was done…no fish landed. Jeff moved us out of the Cove to hunt Yellow Tail. He stopped at Gold Beach where Hayden and Reilly caught 2 nice YT and we picked off a few Bonito and Calico. While at Gold Beach, Alex hooked a nice Yellow on his Yoyo and brought it to the rail, it was gaffed and “controlled” but as they moved it to the stern to lift it to the deck, the fish flipped off the gaffe and the jig! Go figure! Jeff did Alex right and gave him a Boat Yellow to make up for the gaffe (get it ha, ha). We left Gold beach and searched for other spots. We stopped on some Calico, stopped to fish YT, but never found a sweet spot till 11:30. Thunderbird pulled onto “Runway” and the spot lived up to its name. We fished there for 90 minutes and brought in18 yellows and missed many more than we bagged. All of these fish were of high grade 20-30#. I was pulling on a nice Yellow when my spool went off with a huge run…quite a fish! Then I hear Mike yelling from the top deck that I was on a seal…. my Jackpot lust was lost. We left Runway at 1 PM and started to head home. Bruce won the Jackpot and Fisherman of the Day. Congrats Bruce, great looking YT! As we were heading home I was chatting with Jake intently (as you do with Jake ) on the port side of the rail. We were into a good story intent in conversation when….Crash…on my head and 50% of Jake, a cooler was emptied from above deck! Ice cold water allowed us to sober up and laugh at the “accident”…still wondering if that was an accident or prank, but fun no matter! Our Junior Angler was Rowan, Ryan B’s girlfriend’s son. Great young man who was excited to be on his first overnight! He had some issues with waves and swells, but finally got his sea legs and enjoyed pulling in a few big fish. Great work by a future DWRRC Angler! What an epic fishing trip with great quality and a crazy consistent bite throughout the 2 days. Thanks to the folks who helped me Scribe, hard to keep up on such an action-packed trip. Dutifully submitted, Justin
