The last published Spot Prawn day for Area 12 (Hood Canal) was scheduled for a Wednesday from 09:00 to 13:00. These sought after shellfish are one of our family favorites, so I decided to pull the boys out from school and head up to assemble the gear, load up the boat and make the bait for the 4 hour ‘fishing’ in the mid canal.
As the Captain, its my job to make sure we have everything we need along with the safety gear, food and essentials to make sure the event goes off without a hitch.
This guy missed the note about removing his robe…
The run down to Big Beef was pretty nice, calm, flat seas with the outboards running nicely right at 4000 rpm burning about 17 gph. The trip would take about 40 minutes to run south to our drop zone.
The bean bags come in handy for tired ones, young and older. As you can see the deck is fully loaded up with pots, buoys, bait, line, buckets.
What a picture perfect day filled with awesome views of Olympic National Park to the west. Here is the view from our drop area with the Toanados peninsula to the right and beyond is Dabob Bay towards the north.
My mom doesn’t enjoy being on a boat, but considering how the water was so nice and weather cooperative, she also agreed to give it a try.
I dropped two pots at 300′ and a little deeper, but I should have paid better attention to the sounder as I was seeing clouds of shrimp between 204′ and 215′. Those depths would be the better choice and could have saved us some time and energy. Sometimes, following the masses will yield better results. Our first pot/pull only gave us 4 or 5 prawns, super dis-appointing, but by the 3rd pot around 210′ we had more than 2 limits to the boat.
A quick snack of Amaebi with some soy/wasabi and pickled sushi ginger. We also poached a few on board as we processed the rest.
We did have a casualty when an errant floating line to one pot got sucked up into the prop, as result the line hit the trimming anode and it sheared the threads and broke off, nicking the hardened stainless steel Yamaha 2 SW prop. I’ve never had or seen this, but I guess it could have been worse. Even though the line was cut, both piece were wound the prop. and I was able to blood knot it back together after having to use the gaff and trim up the motors to dislodge the line.
Back at home, a delicious skewered spot prawns on the Barbee. Finished with Angel Hair pasta, homemade Bruschetta and a fantastic sunset capped off a wonderful day.
Thao and I were considering pushing off to try for some rockfish and then putting the boat on the trailer to push back to the cabin. We had a long day of cleaning, de-packing unloading and driving back to our homes. However, the call to the water and the fish seems louder than common sense, so we decided to fish a little more.
This photo below is the general location of where that boat was capsized from Friday the 11th. You can see how rugged the coastline is and one wrong wave could mean disaster for the un-suspecting fisherman.
We were blessed by a pod of Killer Whales as we approached Tatoosh Island. Thao called out, “Orcas!” and sure enough, at the right place at the right time…
Back at Linda’s Ching made new friends
We did it! A successful trip for all. We mostly came back with everything we left with, apart from some lures, jigs, and gear. Boat ran great, weather was mostly in our favor, and we have plenty of laughs, memories, and stories to share.
Today was ‘go time’ for 99% of the marina guests as it was a picture perfect morning and nice calm conditions. We however, wouldn’t be able to push out of the slip to a the fuel dock running out the night before. Big Salmon said they were expecting a fuel truck to arrive by 06:00, but I was skeptical.
We hadn’t gotten to bed until midnight and Thao and Joe were cleaning rockfish in the dark. We didn’t get up until 06:30 and I poked my head outside the window and did indeed see the CFN truck filling the fuel at Big Salmon. I yelled out to the guys, its game time!
We quickly got dressed and made our way down to the ramp and onto Pegasus.
Rounding the corner from Waadah, the rip was rough as well as the rip at Tatoosh, but once we got a few hundred yards beyond that final bit of rough water, the conditions flattened and I opened up the throttles and pushed South West.
We were making excellent time with an average of 27 mph and fuel burn of 20 or so gallons per hour.
Joe wanted to run the boat, so I tried to take a nap on the bean bag, but couldn’t fully relax when its someone else running your boat. At least I took a load off for 15-20 minutes and then got back on the wheel.
We arrived at the drop zone on the Prarie in just over an hour and half and saw that there were already a fleet of sport fishing boats working the contour. I told the guys we need to rig up the pipe jigs and send em down. Joe and Thao must’ve been stuck in the bait theme as they were rigging squid onto the pipes and were coming up with all sorts of yellow eye, Canary, and rockfish of pretty sizeable portions.
I yelled out again, ‘go naked!’, sans the squid or herring. As soon as I sent one down, boom, fish on! My theory is that the bait isn’t needed for the pipe jigs as it only attracts the rockfish and the halibut are scared off when you have a fleet of rockfish heading towards a nice piece of squid. The copper and lead attractive emits a sonic and ionic pulse that mimics a fleeing or dying baitfish and it drives the halibut and ling cod crazy.
Proof was in the theory and after the guys followed my instructions, they all started connecting. Including Thao, who landed his first of 5 halibut on the old Penn 113/H Senator.
All smiles here except for that butt! Nice dinner table ‘chicken’.
We’d find Lingcod as well, but a little deeper in, at 544-565′ of water.
Some very beautiful specimens indeed!
One of several Yellow Eye rockfish, not legal to keep which have to be sent back down using a descending device, which is required when fishing greater than 20 fathoms (120’+). I had to use an extra 2# cod weight to get this guy to go down due to his size.
The tug is the drug, no matter what the species! Bloody Decks!!!
We had our halibut limits on board and only 3 lingcod, so I opted to push further west to a Lingcod spot about 4.5 miles away. Once we got there we found a few other boats working that location and we got set up on that drift. Joe hooked up, Thao hooked up, Ching hooked up, and I hooked up. We made quick work of it and got our 5 lings to plug the boat.
We had release a good number of halibut as well, hoping to find a larger one, but with these targeted guys in the fish box we decided to push back inshore for our rockfish.
The run back was even better, with the flattest ocean conditions I’ve seen, making it back to the Red can at Tatoosh at 1 hour and 15 minutes.
Once back to our rockfish drift, Joe and Thao made quick work with the Pline flutter jigs. Casting with their baitcasting reels and steelhead rods.
Back at the cleaning dock, the crew all smiles for this parting photo of the bounty. I didn’t have a scale aboard, but I think our largest 2 fish weighed in around 45# and the smallest around 25-27#. Not bad eating, alot of fun catching, especially after the bad weather Friday.
Ida and Thao were at work back in the kitchen, with Panko fried halibut and homemade Tartar sauce, oh yea!
And don’t forget to add a slice of Linda’s raspberry pie, yum!
Good night Neah Bay, it was fun and exciting! Thank you Lord for bring us all back safely and nobody was injured and we didn’t loose that much gear.
I’ve see the Canadian guides picking up halibut off Swiftsure bank and wanted to have some flexibility to be able to target halibut in the summer. We purchased the tags once again, 3rd year in a row now, and finally put blood on the deck!
Saturdays weather wasn’t so great, but we decided to push out towards Swiftsure bank under a medium marine layer with 0.2-0.4 miles of visibility. I was glad the Raymarine Quantum Chirp dome was spinning right and providing my eyes through the trip that took about 45 minutes to do. I slowed the boat as we neared the destination and could hear the gong of the yellow buoy. If you look closely you can see a few Sea Lions waiting for us.
Since we didn’t have reliable GPS coordinates for butt spots, I started working a contour that looked fishy. The wind was calm but pushing slightly East to West about 5 knots and the drift was perfect to keep the lines down. We fished spreader bars with plastic squid and purple label herring. Joe picked up the first fish a 15# chicken, nice to put blood on the boat.
We fished a bit more, exploring some other locales, but decided to try and push offshore 40 miles. That however ended up being a time waster. The marine forecast was calling for an SCA (Small Craft Advisory) starting at noon, and we were once in another fog bank and heading into some big water and rollers. About halfway there, I wanted to stop and try and couple of other spots, but we didn’t find any players. So decided to cut our losses and no risk another 1.5 hour of running in those conditions to come back to the Yellow can.
The seals were relentless since we re-appeared and they were looking for an easy snack. See how the fog lifted here? Well, not all the time NOAA is right, and turns out that IF we’d have proceeded, it probably would have played out ok for us anyhow. No regrets, and safety and that gut instinct is usually if not all the time right.
We decided to push inshore for rockfish and lingcod. We found limits of rocks and also found 3 ling cod to the fish box at a new spot pictured with the photo of Ching and Thao.
We worked the foam line and hooked alot of bass as well.
Pretty Neah Bay coastline with wave sculpted rock walls and coves.
Heading back to base camp, the seas were nice and run was easy.
Homemade Coconut Creme Pie, courtesy of Linda’s hotel, restaurant and bakery. A little gem of Neah Bay.
Here’s an anxious crew waiting to depart for the annual Halibut opener in Neah Bay. I’ve been prepping all year, studying charts and fine tuning the boat and gear for this weekend. It only happens one time, so we have one shot at making it come together. Hopefully the weather lays down as its expected to be rough for the opener.
Coastal Waters From Cape Flattery To James Island 10 To 60 Nm-
233 AM PDT Thu May 10 2018
…SMALL CRAFT ADVISORY IN EFFECT FROM THIS EVENING THROUGH FRIDAY AFTERNOON…
TODAY…W wind 10 to 20 kt. Wind waves 1 to 3 ft. SW swell 7 ft at 9 seconds. A chance of showers.
FRI…NW wind 15 to 25 kt. Wind waves 3 to 5 ft. W swell 9 ft at 14 seconds.
FRI NIGHT…NW wind 15 to 25 kt. Wind waves 3 to 5 ft. W swell 9 ft at 13 seconds.
SAT…NW wind 15 to 25 kt easing to 10 to 20 kt in the afternoon. Wind waves 2 to 4 ft. W swell 10 ft at 13 seconds.
SAT NIGHT…NW wind 10 to 20 kt. Wind waves 1 to 3 ft. W swell 9 ft at 13 seconds.
SUN…NW wind to 10 kt. Wind waves 2 ft or less. W swell 9 ft subsiding to 6 ft.
MON…W wind to 10 kt. Wind waves 1 ft or less. W swell 6 ft.
I made the choice to leave a day later to forgo the rough seas and not fight the mad rush out of the marina despite the warnings. That ended up being a great decision as I learned that a skipper capsized his boat from a rogue wave that broadsided him and he perished which his two buddies survived.
We arrived in Neah around 2 pm on 5/11 and after dropping our gear off at Linda’s we made our way to get the boat into the water and off to fish for Bass and Ling cod. Limits of big bass came easy and we came back, had a nice burger dinner courtesy of Ching W. aka Chuck Wagon. We did try drifting hootchie bait rigs off spreaders at the Garbage dump with no success, no surprise…
Back at the slip, D8 you can see my buddies World Cat in D12. Most others were still fishing, but we wanted to prep for the next day for trip in the Canadian side.
Picture of Joe H. at the cleaning dock with 4 limits of nice sized Sea Bass. The local deckhands do a great job for $0.50/ rockfish and make quick work of cleaning, skinning these guys.
Friday, May 11, 2018. Sun 5:43am-8:46pm. low tide5:04am (2.28ft), high tide 10:39am (5.77ft), low tide4:43pm (1.48ft), high tide 11:10pm (7.23ft)
Joe and Ching, getting a nap while we drifted the Dump with not a single bump.
Frank R. was a bit late to the gate, he didn’t even know the Ling Cod season had kicked off and was biting at his nails to give it a try. While he’s not landed a Puget Sound ling cod, he wanted to give it a try. I met him at his boat which is moored at Elliot Bay marina in Magnolia and we proceeded to head out under a beautiful sunrise over the Seattle skyline.
We saw numerous seals and Blue Herons like this one working the shoreline hoping for an easy breakfast. At one point the seals were following us, they were too keen on us shooing them away, but seems like more and more of these guys around the rocks and hanging around anglers.
Selfie of Frank R. and myself, couldn’t have asked for better weather or conditions. Flat calm with little to no wind.
A photo of Frank’s only Ling of the day. Unfortunately 4″ shy of the minimum slot limit so off it went back to grow some more for another year. I ended up hooking 3 more in this size class, 20-22″ and numerous rockfish in the 6-9″ range.
Franks outboard wasn’t running very well however, topping off at 4400 rpm and barely hitting 23 mph on the flat calm. My suspect is some water intrusion in the filters, hopefully he can get it resolved and is back on his feet again.
While we didn’t have any keepers today, we’ll look to regroup and give it another go next week when the tide swings aren’t so big. We did try Alki Rockpile without any luck, but did see one older Hewescraft that hand a 35″ on board, nice fish. They were hovering over a rockpile offering live sand dabs and sculpins.
It’s been an annual tradition of mine to fish the local ling cod opener which happens on May 1st and lasts for approximately a month and a half. Jeff H. was able to meet me join in the opening day. The forecast was calling for 5 to 15knot winds out of the north in the afternoon with two foot wind waves but pretty calm in the early morning, when we launched it was pretty calm and we proceeded to motor to favorite spot.
Our first trip about halfway along the reef I hooked up our first ling cod a 32-inch fish. Nothing to write home about, but into the box he went! Jeff was having a little bit of a harder time connecting but he managed to land a couple rockfish. We decided to push off to the Alki Rockpile where we found several other boats working the drift and one bayliner anchored up with live bait rigs.
We worked the rockpile thoroughly but only were able to land a few more rockfish. I picked up another ling cod and ended the day with a keeper 34 inch fish. Not a bad opening day as we only heard or saw two other fish being taken.
Dinner the following night was my favorite preparation: Steamed Ling Cod with fresh grated ginger and green onion in a soy based seasoning. Over hot rice, this stuff will knock you socks off. My boys enjoyed it as much as I liked catching it!
Phil’s boat was almost ready so we thought a trip to the coast would be a good opportunity to get her out on a sea trial in the salt water. Our original plan was to go to La Push however the winds can be a factor especially when crossing the Quilauete bar. We decided to change up the plans and fish Sekiu since it’s relatively protected from the southwest winds and the fishing for black mouth was still open prior to the closure on April 30th.
We left around 8 p.m. From Phil’s house and headed west. There’s a bit of construction going on around Crescent Lake and in some spots on the highway turns into one lane. Not looking forward to taking this drive when the halibut season opens in two weeks, so fishermen beware.
After a quick pit stop in Clallam Bay to fuel up and get some coffee who preceded to launch the boat at Olson’s Resort. We had reservations to stay at one of their ‘rustic’ cabins but on second thought should have not made the reservation or at least viewed the room before committing to staying there.
Weather was overcast with some light rain but the winds were too bad. The tide was still outgoing so we headed towards Pillar Point to the east decided to troll back in 120 – 130′ of water. We were marking sporadic bait ball’s but it was not consistent. The only action we saw black rockfish.
We decided to pull our gear and head towards Kydaka pt. to troll back with the flood tide. Must have been the new equipment jinx or fishing a new area jinx I didn’t touch or see a fish landed or any of the other nearby fisherman.
We decided to pull up our gear and head towards Neah Bay she’s about 20 miles west. The Water started getting rougher as we approached Tatoosh island and Phil’s outboard started running a little rougher giving me some concern. It was challenging to keep the boat steady with the west wind blowing between 15 knots and waves around 8 feet.
We decide to head south to a known Rockfish spot and finally started hitting fish. The water was biggest I’ve ever seen crashing the shoreline causing some concern. We pounded it out however to get or three limits of rockfish and decided to try a little bit for inshore lingcod. After losing some gear we were all ready to call it quits and heading back for the hour run back to Sekiu.
I don’t know how many code violations there were, but this cabin was full of them including the integrated sink and stove appliance. Shock hazard, nawwwww just lay your wet food atop the metal countertop-sink combo!
The shower stall said it all, appeared as if it was assembled by a teenager with leftover parts from a junkyard.
This is likely our first and last trip to Sekiu, I wasn’t very impressed with the facilities scenery or fishing could be different when the coho salmon are in, we all agreed that we’d rather go to Neah Bay. We ended up making dinner, showering, and took a nap. We didn’t want to fish La Push with Phil’s boat acting up and forecast calling for more winds from the NW at 15-20 knots. We packed it up headed back east. This is one turn and burn trip we won’t be repeating in the future.
It has been a few years since I fish Lake lenice. The season had been open for almost a month it was time to head out for some Stillwater fishing. Jeff H. Was able to clear schedule and join me for it the 5:45 a.m. departure from Bellevue. the drive was pretty uneventful with some melting snow on the pass the only part that took a long time was loading up his Dave scadden pontoon boat on top of the 8-foot Rogue pram.
A quick stop in Ellensburg at the Super 1 Foods for some breakfast sandwiches and some goodies and then we were off towards Vantage. With company in the van and Johnny Cash playing on the iPod the time pass quickly and next thing you know we are rolling off the dirt road on Beverly Road nearing our destination.
I had a premonition that Tom h. might be fishing and called him the day before but got his answering machine. Surprisingly when we rolled into the lot I saw his white Honda fit and Tom with his gear out loading up to make the journey to the lake. Tom and I chatted for a little bit saying the weather was perfect for fishing the reason why he ended up coming out as well.
Forecast is calling for temps in the low 60s in the winds out of the West between 5 to 10 miles an hour. There was one other fisherman already on the water and Jeff and I or II to get on the water while Tom was setting up on the shoreline. I have the destination set to fish the islands to start off with notice how clear the water was which was nice.
It’s been a few years since I a fish out of the pram and I will quickly remember how peaceful and Serene it was listening to the sounds of the pheasants in the background in the various Birds rustling in The Cattails and reeds. Once over at the islands I found a depth of 9 to 10 ft we anchored out and then proceeded to set up with chironomid under an indicator. Water temperature was showing 52 degrees according to the hummingbird and visibility was quite good being able to see down 8 feet with no issues.
Well we could see if few adult chironomids flying in the air and shucks on the water action didn’t start heating up until about 10 a.m. the problem is they’re pretty small black with red ribs a couple Cromer’s some olives some tans and lots of Daphnia.
We never really found a spot that was consistent as we moved around to the Eastern sheol the bay over by the south east corner and also probed some deeper water.
Tom was paddling over by the inlet and I asked him how he was doing and at the time he had mentioned that he had landed 9 while I only had four fish to hand. Jeff had a hard time getting started and had a couple landed.
I moved over to the west side of the island in about 6 feet of water and caught a few fish off of the point but when I asked Jeff to come over the action died down. I saw a gentleman and a white pram anchored over by the South Shore near the rocky Bluffs and was doing fairly consistent and decided to finish out the day over there. That ended up being a good move as we had more consistent action anchored up in 14 to 15 feet of water.
I ended the day with 17 takedowns but only nine fish to hand ranging from 8 in to 17 inches. I noticed the fish near the islands were a lot more silvery and generally harder Fighters wow the fish over on the south end appeared to be a little darker and in spawn mode. They were also a little more sluggish. All in all was really nice to get out get some sunshine on our faces and tight lines on our rods.
I’ll try to make my next trip to Eastern Washington to fish Quincy Lake with the boys as I want to test out the new 12-foot pram. It sure is a lot of work and a lot of gear to take over especially if we’re planning on camping.
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