shrimpman steve
06-07-2015, 12:19 AM
Had my first trip of the season out to the promised land. Got out early Friday AM and headed out on a friends 28 glacier bay with tomatoes. Hard wind and crappy conditions but scratched together a catch of healthy flatties. Got away with a four ounce bucktail. Pink shine worked up top. I ended up with four keeps and we were close to a four man limit of big fish at the end of the day. We got beat up a little but took care of business.
Day two was a charter. Bass and fluke, same six guys first Saturday in June for the last 20 years on the same boat. We have a trophy that has been passed around for this whole time for the biggest bass. Trophy goes home with the winner for the year. My 25 pound bass took the pool and the prize. Took us a couple of hours to get our limit of linesiders then it was off to the fluke grounds.
Was able to jig two ounces in sixty feet all day. Plenty of shorts and a couple of 6-7 pounders included with my four keepers. Again we just missed our six man limit. Great weather today great friends and real good fishin. Small world, as when I was packing my fish for the ride home someone walked by me, stopped turned around and said "hey, are you shrimpmansteve" I laughed and said yes. That's how I met tuna john from this little thing of ours:D
Now for the drive home. It couldn't be all rainbows and unicorns. On montauk highway in ammagansett I hit my breaks and the pedal went to the floor:eek: I blew a rear break line at five in the afternoon 150 miles from home:mad: after weighing my options I took the burb on the side streets to see how bad it was. The back breaks were done due to blown line. The fronts were barely doing the job, but what was I gonna do short of getting stranded in the hamptons on a Saturday night with no shot of finding a mechanic to do it on a Sunday. I tightened the seat belt, said a prayer and started driving home with the break pedal to the floor. It took me forever but I made it home safe. What a way to end a perfect weekend.
Here are two from today
Day two was a charter. Bass and fluke, same six guys first Saturday in June for the last 20 years on the same boat. We have a trophy that has been passed around for this whole time for the biggest bass. Trophy goes home with the winner for the year. My 25 pound bass took the pool and the prize. Took us a couple of hours to get our limit of linesiders then it was off to the fluke grounds.
Was able to jig two ounces in sixty feet all day. Plenty of shorts and a couple of 6-7 pounders included with my four keepers. Again we just missed our six man limit. Great weather today great friends and real good fishin. Small world, as when I was packing my fish for the ride home someone walked by me, stopped turned around and said "hey, are you shrimpmansteve" I laughed and said yes. That's how I met tuna john from this little thing of ours:D
Now for the drive home. It couldn't be all rainbows and unicorns. On montauk highway in ammagansett I hit my breaks and the pedal went to the floor:eek: I blew a rear break line at five in the afternoon 150 miles from home:mad: after weighing my options I took the burb on the side streets to see how bad it was. The back breaks were done due to blown line. The fronts were barely doing the job, but what was I gonna do short of getting stranded in the hamptons on a Saturday night with no shot of finding a mechanic to do it on a Sunday. I tightened the seat belt, said a prayer and started driving home with the break pedal to the floor. It took me forever but I made it home safe. What a way to end a perfect weekend.
Here are two from today