Sunday, September 28, 2014

September on the water

             My only day off this week was Saturday so I made plans to get my running done early in the week and depending on the weather either get to the woods or the water. Water weather prevailed with highs in the 80s and very little wind. Fishing reports were telling what I already new striper's were in my neighbor hood. Friday night I had kayak rigged for a early launch and with spirits high I went to bed. Up before sunrise had my ritual sweet tea and took the doggy for a walk then slid the kayak down the hill and gathered my rods.
Had to head back to the house for a bit but launch by 7 am. I pushed out past the piers, cast my lure to each set and began to paddle on a slow troll. About ten strokes in the morning peace was broken as my rod was slammed knocking my ram tube completely back as line poured off the reel. I grabbed the rod and new that I had a nice one. I don't know if it was because it was early or because I haven't hook a good fish in awhile but I proceeded to do everything wrong from this point. The fish managed to get my other line wrapped up first then my third rod that wasn't  even in the water. I flipped the fish in the boat where it promptly tangled my pliers. I started literally laughing out loud at my predicament. However I did manage a quick picture and good release then I paddled back to shore to get my shit together. I looked like I had never caught a fish before  but at least It was a nice 27 inch striper.
             After cutting tangled lines and re rigging I trolled my shore line for quite a few passes before heading out to the Patapsaco. Reports were of fish towards the north but I have some honey holes to the south to check first. I arrived near the first one and noticed bait busting every where I trolled around the edge and got a knock down and a 12 inch blue. I decided to cast a spoon and hit several more before heading to my next spot. I probably should not have left fish because I did not catch any more. I headed home around 10:30 and made my wife a big breakfast and made plans for my evening run.
After shrimp kabobs on the grill for dinner I headed back out and trolled inside of stoney creek with no luck. Took some sunset pictures and headed home hopefully I can get on them more this week.

sunset at stoney creek draw bridge

photo copped from Pasadena Seafood FB I just liked it I believe its their boat at  Baltimore light

fishing buddy"s  fisherman and blue heron he said the birds name is Frank

my catch

Stoney Creek morning

A big dope in a plastic boat
 Fall Is always my favorite time on the Chesapeake Bay the temps are cooler the big fish come back in and fishing gets good in my area. The only hard part is deciding to go bow hunt or fish so I let the weather decide. No matter what Ill keep livin the dream....

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Poly 80 project update

The project is coming along nicely was gonna build it over winter but couldn't help myself once I got some parts.

My 2014 CBKA tournament rehash

          Spent the last weekend camped out at Camp Wright on Kent Island Md for the CBKA charity tournament benefiting Make a Wish Foundation and the Mid Atlantic Chapter of the CCA. woke up friday and knock out my honey do list, weed eating and such then got my gear together and my fishing partner picked me up around 12. We made a grocery store stop for some ingredients for my contribution to the evenings potluck and some drinks then hit anglers on 50 for some bait in case our plan to troll and jig didn't work out. We made it to camp around 2pm sent up our tent then headed back to town for lunch. We stumbled into Lukes grill the first place we found and were rewarded with excellent buffalo shrimp and a slamming ahi tuna steak sub with wasabi sauce. After lunch we poppoed back over to camp signed in finished setting up our bunks and rigging our rods before the 6 pm captains meeting. At the captains meeting we got our rules briefing and a few words from Chesapeake Bay Light Tackle   author Shawn Kimbro and Tony Friedrich from the CCA. Then a quick glance on fellow kayaker Mustfa preparing masgouf bluefish and back to the tent for my own venison cheese dip. Finished the dip and went to the pot luck dinner feast. There were steamed craps smoked wings and bacon wrapped stuffed jalepenos just to name a few. Enjoyed meeting new people and catching up with others I have met hell I was almost social for a change.
           I stayed up a little late and partook in too many  waters ( no alcohol allowed ) and when morning came it was a little foggy start. We managed to get to the water after sunup and after launching my buddy notices bait fish breaking everywhere just off the launch. All anglers launching after us high tailed it to the bridge passing by but we decided to troll around the launch and my partner was immediatley rewarded with a 14 inch striper. We each had 2 more knock downs with no hook ups then decided to troll the contour to the bridge. This was a futile adventure we jigged the bridge the sewer pipe trolled and bottom fished for the next 3 hour with not a bite. After a lunch on the beach the tide began to move out and we decided to ride it back toward camp and troll on our way. About halfway back I get my first fish a 14 inch fiesty bluefish who inhaled my 4 inch Bust Em Baits white paddle tail. Once passed camp and pass the Matapeake pier we found abundant bait fish breaking on top, we trolled through I hooked up a small 12 inch striper and partner got his first blue we began to cast to the pods and spent a good hour hooking small blues at will. It was time for check in and the rain began to fall so we packed it in. The drag up the hill at camp was a killer it had been 5 weeks since I paddled and my pack wasn't quite ready for the excursion.
           We packed up camp in the rain and headed for a well deserved shower Knowing that our fish would not win the day we settled on showers and dry clothes. I don't remember all the winning fish but if you interested you can find them at the Chesapeake Bay Kayak Anglers website. I do know a 14 year old angler caught 2 md citation white perch something I have been chasing all year and its nice to see youngens getting out and fish. A great tournament for a great cause and a hell of a lot of fun.
trolled up this blue

my only striper

snagged this little fellow
measuring them up

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

BIG THINGS-small spaces

Alright get your mind out the gutter I spent the morning putting a clutch slave cylinder on my 92 Honda Accord. I figured I could get up at 6 put it on and be to work by 9. Just 3 bolts right what could go wrong. Well lets see 21 years of corrosion and big hands, I had to pull the radiator and various hoses off just to get to the bolts so by the time I get it back together and get to work its 2pm. Gonna be a long night but shes shifting pretty again yeah me!