Capt. JJ
11-27-2016, 09:27 PM
Had a super-mega-ultra-hardcore-superstar crew on board today that consisted of GDUBS, Ruberband Pete, The Doctors, Bradley Cooper, Courtney Bradleyspawn, Tim da Twin, Chris, The Flukemeister, and a new character, The Ninja.
Left the dock at zero - 6 -why-do-I-do-this-to-myself hours, and bypassed the hoards of hungry stripers in search of the elusive togasaurus rex. Made a left out the inlet and steamed for Northern grounds...arrived to a brisk, sunny, morning and developed life right away....Doc Ev, GDUBS, and Courtney started pulling toggies over not long after the anchor set, and most of us started swinging away...it was a severely scratchy bite....peck-peck-peck...bye-bye...bait be gone...not a lot of fish willing to commit to a lasting relationship with our coolers.
Boxed a dozen or so in short order, and our fearless leader was pleased, but then, things started degrading, bite-wise, except for 2 people: GDUBS, and The Ninja.
For the next 14-16 hours (I forget: this was an old-school monger nation trip meaning Jerry didnt have dinner plans with his cupcake, and no curfews on board EXCEPT for GDUBS who has season tix for the Jets and wanted to be back at the dock by 2 so he could make the game.
Yeah.
Right.
THAT was SOOOOOOO not going to happen. This was old school....getting back to the dock before work on Monday was all that mattered.
Anyways....the entire deck of the boat except for a very small 6 foot section turned into desolation alley for tog bites. We averaged about 1 per hour. The 6 foot section by G and Ninja never stopped for more than 30 seconds....it was like watching an old-fashioned wrestling beat down where bodies got slammed on a regular basis, only today, it was rods slamming into tog bodies as fast as they could get bait on.
Ninja used his martial arts skills to mug GDUBS, and GDUBS used his fishing skills to show the NInja how to boat blackfish.....it was a sight to behold!
I wanna say that between the two of them they caught 50-60 fish, only keeping their legal limits of course.
The rest of us managed an average of 3, with yours truly pulling in 4 keepers, which, over a 16 hour period amounts to about 1 every 4 hours. Not too shabby!
Important notes:
Doc Larry hauled in the imaginary $10,000 pool fish at about 8.5 pounds...
Courtney is getting a new Iphone, Ipad, hoverboard, Audi, and other assorted goodies at Xmas for NOT telling MOM how crazy her dads friends are...
Courtney: 13 year old girls should NEVER be subjected to a full day on a boat filled with crazy tog fishermen who yell and curse on a regular basis, and make fun of various body parts and presidential candidates...as well as exhibiting other assorted non-ladylike behaviors.... this is NOT who the male species really is.
Well maybe it really is.
Just take the damned Apple products from your Dad and forget everything you heard.
Mike and John were excellent as usual.
Captain Jerry never screamed or yelled and was a constant source of superior customer service, never failing to deliver an exceptional customer
experience.
Rubberband Pete did not catch a striper, but thats becoming the norm, rather than the exception.
We caught sea bass, porgies, tog, sea robbins, snickerdoodles, pollywogs, and dylithium crystals, for a total of 7 species, so no coupons were handed out or used.
Finally, no jigs were killed in the making of this trip. (And fewer tog than we hoped for!!!)
Cheers!
JJ
Left the dock at zero - 6 -why-do-I-do-this-to-myself hours, and bypassed the hoards of hungry stripers in search of the elusive togasaurus rex. Made a left out the inlet and steamed for Northern grounds...arrived to a brisk, sunny, morning and developed life right away....Doc Ev, GDUBS, and Courtney started pulling toggies over not long after the anchor set, and most of us started swinging away...it was a severely scratchy bite....peck-peck-peck...bye-bye...bait be gone...not a lot of fish willing to commit to a lasting relationship with our coolers.
Boxed a dozen or so in short order, and our fearless leader was pleased, but then, things started degrading, bite-wise, except for 2 people: GDUBS, and The Ninja.
For the next 14-16 hours (I forget: this was an old-school monger nation trip meaning Jerry didnt have dinner plans with his cupcake, and no curfews on board EXCEPT for GDUBS who has season tix for the Jets and wanted to be back at the dock by 2 so he could make the game.
Yeah.
Right.
THAT was SOOOOOOO not going to happen. This was old school....getting back to the dock before work on Monday was all that mattered.
Anyways....the entire deck of the boat except for a very small 6 foot section turned into desolation alley for tog bites. We averaged about 1 per hour. The 6 foot section by G and Ninja never stopped for more than 30 seconds....it was like watching an old-fashioned wrestling beat down where bodies got slammed on a regular basis, only today, it was rods slamming into tog bodies as fast as they could get bait on.
Ninja used his martial arts skills to mug GDUBS, and GDUBS used his fishing skills to show the NInja how to boat blackfish.....it was a sight to behold!
I wanna say that between the two of them they caught 50-60 fish, only keeping their legal limits of course.
The rest of us managed an average of 3, with yours truly pulling in 4 keepers, which, over a 16 hour period amounts to about 1 every 4 hours. Not too shabby!
Important notes:
Doc Larry hauled in the imaginary $10,000 pool fish at about 8.5 pounds...
Courtney is getting a new Iphone, Ipad, hoverboard, Audi, and other assorted goodies at Xmas for NOT telling MOM how crazy her dads friends are...
Courtney: 13 year old girls should NEVER be subjected to a full day on a boat filled with crazy tog fishermen who yell and curse on a regular basis, and make fun of various body parts and presidential candidates...as well as exhibiting other assorted non-ladylike behaviors.... this is NOT who the male species really is.
Well maybe it really is.
Just take the damned Apple products from your Dad and forget everything you heard.
Mike and John were excellent as usual.
Captain Jerry never screamed or yelled and was a constant source of superior customer service, never failing to deliver an exceptional customer
experience.
Rubberband Pete did not catch a striper, but thats becoming the norm, rather than the exception.
We caught sea bass, porgies, tog, sea robbins, snickerdoodles, pollywogs, and dylithium crystals, for a total of 7 species, so no coupons were handed out or used.
Finally, no jigs were killed in the making of this trip. (And fewer tog than we hoped for!!!)
Cheers!
JJ