Report Tomales 9/22

Launched at 7.  At yellow buoy skunking on bait.  Suddenly a small surface flippin’ field of friends fluttered by.  I dropped my six hook size ten sabiki and pulled up a loaded christmas tree light seeming of anchovies.  Flashing and glistening goodness.  I felt mega stoked cuz bait was slim for many.  Stay tuned.  Gotta do a haircut.

Drifted while throwing a swimbait.  My hooks were too big for the chovy size so I dismantled a hard lure to get the perfect hook.  Throwing all along the first channel weedbed drifting north.  Around 10:30, boom! Mid to north hog. Weight then dropped, dang, I missed it, then waited but 2 seconds and the tap came back and the weight stuck.  Stoked!  Reeling slow, reach for my net, pressure on, then….no pressure,  no weight, no fish…sigh….ripped swimbait just below the hook.  Haircut break.

Drifted to a mark about .5mi. North and started to work a ledge.  Nothing.  Check my warrior chovy and was gonna switch him out cuz time was limited.  He was lively enough, blind, rehooked yet lively.  I encouraged him and sent him back down.  Rod tip does that thing.  You know, like a cat messing with an insect.  Finally the rod tip stays down and I’m oh so anxious.  I haven’t landed one for a while and I already missed one.  I take my time, strip out some line.  Pretend to forget about it.  Then, I begin to reel up slowly and it tears off!  Boom I’m thinking he set his own hook.  Start bringing it up, one click tight on avet, get the net, reeling reeling... pop off…mega sigh again. 

Wind picks up.  One chovy left.  Hmmm, maybe I found em’.  Head back to mark following my previous trail.  Haircut break.  Stay tuned…

I do the almost exact route, 18-24 fow on a shelf and not 10 minutes later I’m hooked up again.  Felt the head clicks, put in freespool and let him be.  After an infinite wait I started to crank and zzzzzzzzz.  I felt confident in this round.  Net at the ready, yet still botchable.  Ok, color, not tiny not monstrous.  Keep an eye on weight, drag towards whilst scooping up and woohoo!  Lip grippers, game clip, remove net, brain spike, wire, bleed, hatched with wet burlap!  So so happy!  It’s been a while as you may suspect.  Nothing big plenty o’ fun!

27” 5.5lbs. Fully dressed.

Bonus nature report:
Otters 5 in a group, paddled over stingrays.

right on Eddie great write up happy for you!

Nice!

But, you kinda left us hanging on the haircuts. How did those go?

Nice! Glad you got one to stick.

right on Eddie great write up happy for you!

Brah long time!  Thanks, hope you're catching...

Nice!

But, you kinda left us hanging on the haircuts. How did those go?

Ha!  I'm almost a master of haircuts but I can always get schooled by a rascal...kinda like halibut...27 haircuts today, all a blur of good times that fuels the fam and fishin'.

Nice! Glad you got one to stick.

Thanks!  From the slayer that puts 30" class back in the sea... .   Keep on posting.  You give much inspiration.

Congrats and thanks for the report + picture Eddie.

Sick, good on you for pursuing. 27 haircuts....dang your a machine!

Thanks for the report!

Hell yeah Eddie!  Stoked for you brother!!!  Loved every detail and cringed with you at your losses but surprise surprise the best ending! Congrats!  Meal pics! 

And the award for the most suspenseful report goes to.... Eddie!
 Thanks squeezing us in between haircuts 

Nice work Eddie! I need to get out to Tomales!

Right-on Eddie!!  thanks for the report.

Yeah Buddy! Nice job, and thanks for the report Eddie.

Nice Hali.  Like Alain said:Meal Pics!
Annnnnd 27 haircuts! If that’s not a Master, what is?