
Contributed by Gordon Hough, Captain, Morning Star
As we headed out Tuesday (May 31) with primo tides, primo anglers and smallish though usable bait we found ourselves engulfed in pea soup fog and an ever increasing SW wind howling through the Gate. First stop Alcatraz for the last trickle of the incoming tide.
In a rare moment of understatement the t Deck Meteorologist noted This weather is most unpleasant. Yes indeed. Even though the tide was slack the drift was nearly too fast because of the wind.
TG, rumored to be the best striped bass fisher person on earth, proved he’s no One Trick Pony by being first to hook up a nice halibut. Another halibut soon followed to the right of Tom G, followed by a hook up and Alcatraz escapee to the left of Tom G.
Shortly thereafter TG, aka Bass Whisperer, was hooked up again, and this was no mamsy pamsy halibut. It took awhile, but he finally muscled the 32 pound jackpot winner into the waiting Deck Athlete’s monstrous net.
We lost as many halibut as we caught, and when the nasty cold weather drove us away we had only managed four halibut for the 13 anglers aboard.
Next stop; The tranquil waters of Raccoon Straits. There was a steady pick of bass (we caught 8), but this was a halibut trip. Off to Paradise Cove for the outgoing tide.
The weather was beautiful, but the fishing was dreary. A couple shaker halibut and one beauty was all we could manage. Bottom Line; 5 halibut and 8 bass for 13 anglers.