All-You-Can-Eat Seafood Buffet on the Monger Today! (Saturdays Report)

[Capt. JJ]

Put together an All-Star crew of miscreants, re-threads, wanna-bes, used-to-bes, Korean ninjas,sidewinder missiles, mind masters, tog-o-philes, and of course, GDUBS, for the kick-off JJ season trip on the Monger. (Rubberband Pete, Bradley Cooper, and the Twins all were busy elsewhere so had to grab some Tog snipers from the talent pool to fill the boat up...thanks GUYS!!!!!)

Got the call last night from Capt. Ahab that we would NOT be fishing for golden tiles, spinner dolphins, zebra fish, lobsters, stone crabs, or mermaids as originally planned, and would be settling for tog and cod. (BOREDOM with capital letters, but Ahab is Ahab, and its his tugboat, so off we went in search of bottom dwellers )

Left the dock at 0-God-awful-hundred hours this morning and headed to the deep South, so far South in fact that we were in danger of pulling into a casino to play in the morning poker tournament at the Borgata.

OK.

Not that far South.

But GDUBS thought the casino pier was Harrahs so I let him believe that.

Anyways, Got set up on first spot: all the miniature togs a person could ask for. Little Tog nibblets...teeny togs...BUTT, GDUBs and I did manage to each catch a lobster on tog bait. Have no clue how, but it must be from all the years we both spent watching Deadliest Catch. I now call him Sig, which he prefers to Sally. Anyways, nabbed 2-3 keepers but it just wasnt the bite that Capt. Quigley wanted, and he only had 4 packs of Luckys with him today, so we knew he would be running and gunning until we filled the coffers with major Tog coinage. BTW...all species of crustaceans and fish that were out of season today were released to swim another day......thats my legal disclaimer so please refrain from complaining if you dont see me mention we released things....I do forget things. Like how to catch fish on occasion.....)

Moved to spot number 2 and, well, fellow Mongerheads, it was bing-bang-boom and the buffet began....we caught togs of all sizes and shapes, including a ten-pounder by sidewinder, and a couple keepers for yours truly...we also started catching:

cod
congers
knucklehead sea bass
BIG ocean flounder
skates
stone crabs

I mean.....when you add in the shrimp we were using for bait, and all the fresh clams....it was like being at the RIO seafood buffet in Vegas!!!!

(ONLY much closer)

Kimchee Steve, otherwise known as the Ninja, put on another one of his displays of fishing manliness by amassing a stunning count of C&R fish.

We bounced around from rock pile to rock pile whenever it slowed down, and somewhere in all of that mayhem, Mr. G-to-the-DUBS managed a 12 pound togzilla, and we limited out (or might have been 1 short...I dunno...its late and my math is off), plus adding in a couple gorgeous cod, and a big-ass flounder.

(Rumor has it Capt. Kirk found the flat ones in numbers the other day but you'll have to ask him)

So...to sum it up, we all had a blast with Capt. Picard and the Monger crew....Nate and Trevor did a great job of running the cockpit and keeping the action solid...it was cock-o-la weather but the ocean laid down to a whisper by noon and my new Xmas-gift StormR gear kept me dry and warm....Evans brownies were legal this time as we had members of the FDA on the boat...clams seemed to slightly out-fish crabs but, I'd say it was 50-50....and of course, no baby seals or finback whales were harmed in the making of this charter.

Until next time, Monger Nation!!!!!

Tight Lines!!!!

JJ