Finally found a lull in the trade winds and gathered a world famous krewe in search of the elusive blackfinned tuna and other tasty morsels of the sea. While some may doubt the fish catching abilities of our cast of charachters, the entertainment value cannot be questioned. The international acclaimed Sir T Ravenel, wearing some very flashy duds I think he may have slipped off of the runway models at Fashioin Week 09, quietly informed the crowd that our guests, Bucky and Eric from the Maryland shore, had heard of the trophy class AJs that could be caught in Charleston and had made the trip hopefull of encountering one of the rare beauties.
Expectations ran high as Capt. Jimmy regaled the crowd with stories of the newly perfected Pink Panther Bermuda Tuna Feather that he had specially calibrated for fishing 67.8 to 69.2 degree water. TheeePiratey and Gas$$, still weary from our adventures wiring lunker catfish and chasing butterballs, took some notes from the Capt. and tuned the orange jimmies for the cooler water.
There were a surpirising number of yachts trolling the high seas to the north. Many would attribute that to the nice weather, but an insider has told me that the charlestonfishing.com crowd has placed a new tracking device deep in the galley of the Aggressor, craftily smuggled aboard on a platter of Captain Mike’s favorite chicken wings.
The water was not teeming with life, with no flyers and not much bait, but we were able to scratch out some fish. We had already captured several tunas and a couple barramundies when the daymaker appeared. Ever vigilant, Sir T dashed across the pit, throwning elbows and battling to get to the rod. Much to our guests chagrin, we had found the AJ that they had traveled so far to catch. But just then something snapped with T. Being the trophy collector that he is, we could not pry the rod from his hands. Despite the crew’s insistence, T angled this beauty to the boat. Official weight is still TBD, but it is a certifed lunker.
Nice job on the blackfins. You whooped us good. You should have named that boat “Combo Trip”… It seems that now that you are into the bottom fishing, you can’t stay away from it.
just passing time waiting on the pelagics to show. i just wish i could be happy with some “combo rods” so we wouldn’t have to pack nearly two dozen setups.
Sounds like somebody needs to put a tracking device aboard the BrainStorm! Maybe I can get Lenny’s subs to put one in your turkey sandwich next time you’re up. Just need to make sure you’ll be going out the next day or two afterwards!
Did the boys from the eastern shores of Maryland bring you some of those famous crabcakes. That’s definitely one thing that I miss growing up in that area (and the rockfish).
The Donkey Punch is out of the bag! You can use those jimmies all you want, you know it’s the Lepricon that will be getting the job done this year. No rainbow? Must not have been in them very thick… Let’s go get on some inshore morsels in the new Shearwater!
