8/26/2009 4:30pm Good thing I set my alarm too because Joey's didn't go off! Up at 4am, meeting Captain Pat at 4:30am. "Captain Pat" a big man wearing fishing rubbers you could tell were well worn. After we launched the boat we went downriver to a spot calle "R-Dubbs" or the "Honey Hole", Pat said we were lucky to be the first there.(above) We were fishing with plug lure with chunks of sardines wrapped around them. Pat explaining that not all plugs are equal, only 1 in 20 being a good plug. He then told us a story of a guide who had a $450 rod and reel setup that he lost and told everyone that if the fished it out they could keep the rod, "I just want my plug back".
We decide on a "hit" rotation, myself being last. After a few minutes of fishing we had our first hit...lost it....second hit....lost it!...third hit.....lost it!!... ohh man this a bad start. A rod hits, sweet! I'm up!....fish on!. A nice fish too! Pat decides to anchor up and go get the fish. I fought him for a while as we drifted down the river. Got him alongside, Pat yelling "up and over" (meaning lift my rod up and over his head, forcing the fish to backflip into the net) and he's in! First one landed!
Captain Pat whacked a few times then ripped a gill as he threw him in the box. (ripping the gill bleeds out the fish preserving the taste of the fish). The fishing was hot for the first 1 and 1/2 hours. Myself and Joey "limited out" with 2 fish a piece, blaze landed 1 and Dave was skunked at the time. After that the fishing died, with very few hits, The ones that did hit Dave never even had a chance to fight one. I felt bad he didn't land one, but you never know when fishing. We moved up river and fished for trout for a while, everyone landing a bunch of small guys. I landed a nice 13" rainbow with a fly rod and kept that guy as well.
