Toro, Toro, Toro!!!

I was a guest aboard Jack Kent's boat this past Saturday, on a mission to put some tuna in the boat. We met in Duxbury at 0400 and mark, The Kid, Jack and myself headed out to make bait for an hour or so. We had no problem loading the livewell with live pogies and headed east as the sun was peaking over the horizon. Before we even got to the Bank we began seeing lots of life. Whales and shearwaters, gannets and terns were everywhere. The birds were sitting in huge rafts and it was apparent something was pushing bait up toward the surface under the birds. Some of the bird piles definitely had wales working under them but others appeared to have tuna pushing the bait. We picked the piles that did not have whales in them and set our first pogie over the side at 0640. By 0645 we had our first hook up. The fish was big and crashed the pogie hard. Unfortunately the fish did not get the hook and we lost it after it ripped a bunch of line. Next, we set out two pogies on another bird pile and again within minutes we were tight. This time however both pogies got hit. Mark and The Kid worked the rods and we landed our first double.






By 0745 we were done. We continued fishing until 1 pm without another sniff.

Back In The Saddle

On July 22 we headed over to Nantucket for our annual family vacation whihc we just returned from on 8/3. Anyone who vacations on Nantucket knows how complicated it can be to get even just a car over to the island on the ferry, let alone a truck and a boat. You need to reserve the space by the end of January to ensure dates and times anywhere close to what you want our need to match with your house rental. This year I made the reservation and ended up canceling the part for the boat to go over with me. It was the first time in nearly a decade I would be on the isalnd without my boat in tow. I spent a lot of time relaxing on the beaches with the kids. We picked blueberries and had a great time.

My buddy Gordon showed up last Thursday with his 20-foot Jones Brothers in tow. We missed the early morning bonito tide on Friday and spent the afternoon catching big blues off the airport. On Saturday morning we got out early and found ourselves on the bonito bar by 0630. There were bonito running the edges but the fishing was not red-hot by any stretch. The fish we were able to hook were kind of sluggish and the hits were soft and subtle.

It felt great to be on the water again. The back felt really good and there was no pain to speak of. If anyone out there reading this wants to invite me out for a day of fishing, just say the word. I'm ready!

More Thoughts on Breezers

My buddy emailed me some of his thoughts on catching the "Breezing" tuna in the Bay and they made a lot of sense. He is too shy to post his comments on my blog, so I will

"The number one mistake people make on breezing and milling fish is casting at the ripples (even if they are front-side of the school and fish are coming at them) Even casting at the front edge of the wakes is a mistake, b/c that either puts you on the ass-end of the school, in which case the back-end of the school may spook, pushing all the fish down, or it puts your offering completely behind the school…

Most of the fish are WELL AHEAD of the visible wakes. And although they will not eat every time, they are much more likely to eat something well out in front of the pod, especially if one fish turns and others follow…

Nobody seems to get that though, even though it may be the most obvious thing. Duh,"

He then went on to show me aerial photos of big schools of fish just below the surface. They alll showed the wakes of the schools to be about two-thirds of the way in back of the school, proving his point. If you go to www.gulfofmaineproductions.org you can see the aerial photos for yourself.

Thanks to everyone who has been encouraging and supportive. I'm still not in any shape to be standing on the deck of a boat, but I am slowly making progress. Special thanks to Mark B. who brought me my "Protein Bombs" in the form of delicious tuna steaks from a nice fish landed with his fly rod recently. Nice job.

A recent post on one of the Web sites I view has folks talking about the difficulty of catching all these "Breezing" tuna that are in the Bay currently. Some of the guys are concocting elaborate schemes to bring helium tanks, kites and balloons out there in an attempt to live bait these fish. Several of us have been live baiting fish up on the SW Corner for a few seasons, and it does indeed work. We will often let a few live baits swim around on 30Wides while we Butterfly Jig and drift. Some of the guys we are friendly with, and who have been live baiting on the Bank a lot longer than us, have developed the their techniques into an art form. Kites aren't really necessary as you can use your outriggers just as effectively to bring your bait out in front of the school, without having the boat spook the fish. To each their own, but kites are for giants or kids as far as I am concerned.

Well it's been a month and half since I have updated my Blog. I feel like I have really been through the wringer after spending the last 33 days in hospital. I finally come home this past Tuesday, June 18. I'm happy to be home but still have a lot of rehab work to do before I can even think about boating or fishing.

I've gotten a lot of questions about what is going on with me so I guess I should let everyone know the story. Here is the condensed version:

On 4/7 I went in for a lapectomy on the L5/S1 disk. I had a small herniation of the disk which was putting pressure on my sciatic nerves and causing leg pain. The Neurosurgeon assured me I'd be back to 100% by May 1st. I spent one night in the hospital and was released. I felt great for about the first week or two. The sciatica was gone and I was a happy camper. I started getting some pain back a week or two after the surgery and told the doctor. He basically brushed me off (a pattern that would repeat for a month) and told me to come back to see him in two weeks.

I was finally admitted through the ER on 5/14 where it was discovered I was the unlucky recipient of one of those "Hosptial Style" Stapf infections you read about. I had apparently gotten it during the initial surgery and it had settled in my spine where it was liquefying everything it came in contact with, including nerves, muscles and the the entire L5/S1 disk. Needless to say, it is pretty essential to have a lot of that stuff in working order if you want to do things like walk, stand and sit.

They got the infection under control by flooding my body with massive amounts of exotic IV antibiotics, which I will have to continue taking for a few more weeks. I am now trying to learn to control the pain and teaching myself to walk again.

I'll be out there as soon as I can. I'm motivated if nothing else.

May Day, May Day, May Day!!!

Well May is finally here and it's not all it's cracked up to be, as far as I'm concerned. My back is still in very rough shape, making it difficult to walk. By now, I was supposed to have been fully recovered but that is obviously not the case. It's all pretty disappointing.

Yesterday I took Peter from Bedford out to the carp flats. We got about 3 inches of rain on Monday and Tuesday and the flats reflooded. We found fish all over the place. I did not bring a rod with me but chose to act as a Ghillie, throwing bread and letting Peter know when to set the hook after a fish ate his fly. He was able to land his first carp on a fly with me.

I took another walk along the railroad bed today. I did not bring my fly rod, but did bring my camera. It was difficult shooting the fish even with a polarized filter because of the angle of the sun and because my lens kept wanting to focus on the tree branches in the foreground as opposed to the fish. Anyway, there did not seem to be as many fish as there were yesterday afternoon. They probably wait until the sun heats up the water before heading up onto the flats, and I suspect I was a bit early.

I did manage to see the big bass sitting on its nest again. Every time I tried to sneak in to take its picture, it slide away until I left. It was obvios it could see or sense me standing on the railroad bed above it.

Hopefully tomorrow will be nice again and I can get back to it.