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| Kayak Fishing Trip to Socorro Mexico, Baja California - 10/2006 |
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Evo reporta sto je ovaj moj friend Amer napisao... Pismen cojek, PHD in molecular science... 
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BAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
All packed and ready to roll, Adi (lamb) and I hit the highway at 3:30am Friday morning and headed south. After an uneventful drive down past San Quintin, we arrived at the spot at a little past 8:00am.
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At first it looked like there would be little surf to deal with...
...but as we unpacked we started to see some pretty good breakers.
Some big sets but nice lulls in between made the launch all a matter of timing. We quickly got everything ready to go and I headed out while Adi “unloaded” himself. I waded out with the yak then had to wait for a good 5 minutes before a window opened. I’ve learned that Baja is different than La Jolla and that you must paddle till you think you are clear, then paddle another couple of minutes to be sure. I look back to see Adi following, just as a big roller went underneath me. Thought he might be in for trouble but he got through it and out. Took in the ideal conditions for a moment before starting the days fishing.
Quickly made macs and headed out. Since it was so calm we figured to go out deeper while we could. Got out to the 70ft area I remembered from the last trip and started getting hit by decent sized bonies up high and sand bass on the bottom. That got old fast so we agreed to head back to the kelp. The first and only Baja demon appeared when I went to put my VHF behind me, only to hear a “plop” as the battery fell out and overboard. Oh well.
Got back to the kelp and started working the croc. Not long after that I look down to see a big white sea bass swim by, not more than 10ft away. Stayed real quiet and kept moving the croc. 2 minutes latter, BAM, the croc gets whacked and I’m on. Dumb fish didn’t run into the thick kelp but kind of turned in circles, staying out of trouble. At first glimpse I thought it looked small, but once stuck it became apparent we were into some good fish. He ended up going 48lb.
I show Adi the technique I was using and gave him a croc. He paddled off a ways and we both kept at it. I see some speed bait burst out in between us, then a couple minutes latter I hear “BAAAHHHH”. Adi is big time bendo.
Fish got into some kelp but his steady pressure and spectra gets the job done. Lamb on board.
After the immediate excitement wears off we get back on the case. Adi whispers over to me “White Sea Bass” and points...
Big fish swimming lazily along. I guess he saw almost 10 together. With hearts racing, we try to entice them but they are not in feeding mode. Absolutely incredible to see these big fish so close. They really don’t seem to care about the kayak one bit. I hade a pair pass 3ft below me and never show the slightest sign of distress.
By now it’s getting into late afternoon and we still need to set up camp and cut the fish. We start heading in, discussing the upcoming surf landing. Adi packs everything up while I leave a flylined sardine out. Halfway back the sardine gets slammed. Lock in, hook up, and hold on.
Clicker screams as the fish peels off 100yds straight at the kelp. We both say “yellowtail” as I pick up speed. Fish gets into the kelp pretty thick but with a slow steady pull and some changes in angle, I feel it sliding slowly up.
Get to leader and can’t see it, then a big silver head pops through the kelp. White Sea bass number 2 hits the deck. Longer and skinnier, this one goes 45ish.
With over 100+ lbs of fish on board (I had kept the first boney and a whitefish that inexplicably ate a large mackerel), I was not looking forward to the landing. We sat outside the surf zone as a larger set came through. I thought it was done and started to crank up, when Adi yells “Here comes another one”. Look back and think “Oh shit” as this roller is forming up quickly. I try to turn to face it head on but the heavy yak just won’t come around quick enough. Lean hard into it as it goes underneath me, then watch it foam and break about 30 ft inside of me. Whew. Looked clear after that so with a fair amount of adrenaline running through our veins we sprinted in and landed unscathed.
I think we were both a little amazed at incredible fishing we had experienced.
Set up camp right where we launched since we were too tired to do much else and we figured we may only need one more day to catch all we need.
Some warm soup and sandwich, many beers and it was sack time.
Got up around 6:00am the next morning to a chilly dawn. Swell had come up a bit and there were some real widow-makers mixed in, prompting this reaction...
...but still some nice lulls as well. We timed it pretty well and got out cleanly. Saw some fog rolling in but didn’t worry as we figured it would burn off once the sun got stronger.
Made bait by the kelp but it didn’t feel fishy, so we decided to bounce for buts out to the deeper spot. Got about halfway there whenthe sun finally burner through and the whole feel of the place changed. We agreed to go back to the kelp and return to the ghost hunt. As I approached, I hear a loud “BAAAAHHHHHH” from behind me. Look back to see Adi seriously bent.
Raced over to catch the end game. It was clearly a good fish and when he got it to color next to me, I told him “It’s huge”. Once gaffed and he pulled it up, I saw the biggest WSB head I’ve ever seen, with a body to match.
I tell him it’s a monster, over 60, but he’s skeptical. The he tries to put it in the hatch and it doesn’t fit without some serious pushing. Believe it.
I felt like I’d still like to try for one more so I returned to the kelp edge and got to work. Sure enough, a pair of big boys approach out of the kelp. One goes right up to my croc, about 8 ft below the surface, but shies away at the last moment. But two minutes later my weighted bait goes screaming. Fish runs for a minutes then comes unbuttoned. Oh well. We stay at it for a little while longer, enjoying the perfect weather and calm seas. Make the decision to call it a day and a trip around 3:00pm, so we head in. Surf was still exciting and we watched some real nasty breakers from outside the surf zone. We timed it well and shot in between sets. Lots of amazement on the beach as we look at just how big his fish really is.
Packed up and out by 4:30pm. Thought about staying longer but we agreed that we had a ton of fish and that everything had gone so well there was no reason to tempt fate. And we had burned all of our firewood the first night.
A truly remarkable trip. Sight fishing for WSB is become one of my favorite ways to fish. There is not much that can compare to the thrill of watching these huge fish swim mere feet away from the yak, and the heart pound moments waiting for the bite are just as good as it gets.
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...deeeeeeeeeefinitivno najbolji ribar-mostarac u "dijaspori" tzv.krci-kolo...orjelo-gorjelo-mogorjelo....jebo`terma nema dovoljno frizidera za ribu ko`lko je u`fati pa djeli okolo...pola SAn Diega jede ribu preko citave godine na njegov racun....e,ta`ki je moj kum.
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San Adi Diego 
Velemajstor
Poruka: 410
Location: San Diego
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My report:
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I am still waiting to wake up.
What a trip. All that travel time was well worth it. Classic People That Paddle Tribe Beach Party. Our sponsor’s logo right on my hat: :)
Funny how we started setting up our yaks frantically when we arrived at the spot. :lux: It was dead calm; we were stoked and excited. We soon realized that we arrived during what must have been the longest lull of the day. Within 10 seconds, the atmosphere turned sour, got totally cold… Downer - the rollers started thumping. :eek:
That place is awesome.
Let me make it clear - the swell/surf was scary… Waiting for a lull was golden. That long paddle to get out of the surf zone is not for the weak of hearth though.
As we were pulling up to start working the salad front, I thought of a great wisdom that my friend Bugman shared the night before… He took me out on lobster hunt the night before our MEX trip (my 1st, btw – we did OK I guess, 2 keepers; he let me keep both. We had a great time!! :cheers:). He said you can look for them at their doorstep, or on a highway – your choice. Bob knows what he is talking about. Bob’s got PHD in lobster science.
We did our ghost hunt on their doorstep.
Brad you’re a friken’ genius. Not that you’re willing to try what no one else does, you’re thinking harder than the most. You’re trying to figure how the fish thinks. That must be a big part of your success. Now get serious about you dayjob and find that damn cancer cure. :104167739 People are dying. Please focus on lung cancer.
The first day we killed 3 big WSB. Just like that, bam bam bam… Unbelievable. We kept laughing like crazy. I fished south CA waters hard 5 years for 2 WSB. Then I got 2 more in 2 days. :eyepoppin My only fish the 1st day, the smallest we caught, was 44.5#. It had to match the biggest WSB I ever caught… :shake: All 3 were the same generation back in school days:
My boater bruthas and sistas thinking about kayak fishing, consider this – kayak is the most stellar inshore fishing platform. There’s nothing better. I’m a boater convert/hybrid. OK, my boat is only 6” longer than my kayak… It still goes 30+ mph so it’s a boat. I’ve been kayak fishing only little over a year now.
You sense the water below better from kayak. You feel the fish better. Fighting big fish from yak is much more fun. It is easier to land a big fish. Fish think you’re cool and not a threat. It forces you to work your grounds harder. With “Powered by your shoulders” engine, there’s only so much you can cover, so you’ll be pushing for it harder. I won’t even go into benefits of workout it provides. It will not even allow you to be an asshole and buzz through bunch of other boaters & kayakers on a packed LJ summer morning - it’ll even make you a better person! :rofl:
You do need to be physically fit … And very careful – you’re doing it from 50 lbs of plastic. It’s like having sex with a horny elephant. :rofl:
And don’t forget another great wisdom that came from one of the “killbrownflat” greatest – you’ve got to want it baaaaaaad.
The biggest fish I caught in my life.
60.5 lbs after being bled and sitting in the chest for 24 hours…
57” long…
30” girth.
My shots were taken with . Shockproof and waterproof, great for kayak.
Bloody Kidzzz, you need to blab less and fish more. :stfu:
Brad, great report. Great times. Your application for Bad Lamb Fo Sho team has been approved. :cheers:
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...deeeeeeeeeefinitivno najbolji ribar-mostarac u "dijaspori" tzv.krci-kolo...orjelo-gorjelo-mogorjelo....jebo`terma nema dovoljno frizidera za ribu ko`lko je u`fati pa djeli okolo...pola SAn Diega jede ribu preko citave godine na njegov racun....e,ta`ki je moj kum.
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TigricaX 
zvrk hanuma
Poruka: 6105
Location: Nesvrstana
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taja_ch
cernichka
Poruka: 1358
Location: U najljepsem gradu na svijetu!
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pasha
Super Moderator
Poruka: 9498
Location: uh jebo te
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| 10-24-2006 20:49 |
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R2-D2
BUKACHAAAAA
Poruka: 5594
Location: La La Land
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golemo 
