The action continues.
The bar was a breeze and the ocean was almost a lake. Cruising speed was 30+ mph.
This week, my first mate was finally able to get out on the ocean with us. She needs to reclaim her status. 🙂
Unfortunately, this trip, my first mate was not the first to catch a fish. That title went to another crewmen. He has been on a roll this year after he went back to basics with his presentation. So far, he has been catching fish every time out with us, earning his seat for sure.
We continued in this spot for a couple hours while we were catching several fish, many of which were natives that had to be released. My first mate did manage to get the second fish. Now she is on the hunt for the biggest fish. This may prove to be a challenge as another crewmen pulled in a 20 lb Chinook.
We moved to our next spot where the ocean was a little bit rough. My first mate lost her sea legs and was not feeling well. I told her to take the wheel and I will watch the rod. Lucky me because not long after, I got a nice take down. The end result was one of the nicest Coho I have encountered. It was almost as big as that monster Chinook already in the bag.
After a few more natives, we called it a day. Only 4 in the boat, but it was a great day catching fish.