It’s shaping up to be a very good winter blackmouth season. Or, perhaps the new boat has some seriously good MOJO! I had an open seat and David K. jumped at the opportunity to join us for what would be the nicest day of the 3-day weekend.
With the derby over and flatter water conditions I decided to give mid channel bank another try. We pushed off around 07:40 and made the 45 minute run Northwest under cloudy and ideal seas. Almost glass like void of any signs of whitewash.
The tide was around 10:00 and as we turned the corner around Marrowstone Island we had Pt. Wilson in our sights. There were 6-8 boats working the edge of the bank in 100-150′. The incoming tides you’ll see the trollers working West to East as the currents can be swift and best to pick up the gear and make laps.
We made a couple of drifts and were in the zone, radio chatter seemed bleak along with no signs of nets flying. David and I were making small talk about bait and the next thing I see in the corner of my eye David leaping toward the rod and grasping on. In all the commotion a reel handle un-threaded out and the fight was on! David reels left hand, but my mooching reels are all right hand set up. It was like learning how to fish again as he was holding on for dear life as the feisty fish peeled line out effortlessly and had the rod tip dancing.
It was a hot fish even breaching the surface try to un-seat the hook from the corner of its mouth. Once we landed the fish and pulled the hook, it was deeply embedded in the jaw and deep into the back of the eye. The spoon was brand new but after the battle the painted glow side wore through where the teeth of this predator bit down.
We pulled the plug eventually around 1 to make the run back. Back in the slip I examined the stomach contents and found sandlance. There definitely a correlation between matching the Hatch and the Irish flag coho killer served the right purpose.