Professional deck men Jerry and Mike joined Debra and I for a Sunday jaunt out the gate. We have had precious few salmon tries this year due to other distractions so it really felt great to hit the salt. We had an uneventful trip past Point Bonita and turned up the line. Conditions were high overcast and flat ass calm. Bait was all over. The A.M. fleet was from Duxbury north to the towers and seemed to be enjoying spotty action.
We ran all cable baiters, 2 on the wire and 2 with releases. A few nets were out but looked slow so we bolted for the channel buoys. Huge fleet there and the bite was snapping. Got a tip From Pacific Ryder as they looked to be finishing up. We dropped deeper and at 60 feet we got a quick flurry. First fish in the high teens was grabbed by a gluttonous mass of seal blubber before we could get it in the bag. Stellman’s little girly arms and barbie reel could not get it in quick enough. But he quickly redeemed himself on the next bite which we got boxed despite some creative network.
Mike had the next chance but decided to horse it and busted it off boatside.
Bait was crazy thick and boiling.
We had a break for home made lamb burgers which really rocked.
Then the whale show started.
We were west of the first channel bouys most of the afternoon. This location is a fascinating place to hang out for a few hours with all manner of skiffs, party boats, Long liners, pilot boats, freighters etc.
Although disappointed we only brought home one fish, it sure felt great to be on the ocean.
I can’t stay away from the coast. We have been hanging around the city and coast a lot recently getting out of the valley heat. Even though it is now completely overrun with legions of zombie homeless cheek to jowl with hipster excess, I still love San Francisco. We have gotten in some live bait drifting with moderate success. Have not been out for salmon in AGES. The amount of bait in the bay and even in my harbor is huge.
I do the rock
Always cool to go to Giants games especially when you are berthed at South Beach.
Nats going down. Hunter is back.
Fan appreciation day
Cove denizens were out in force.
Lots of long walks revisiting neighborhoods and trying new restaurants. I just wish I could move back!
Here are a couple of pics from a coastal drive/whale-watching trip with BIL Ric.
Lunge feeders off of Pacifica Pier
Coastal Dream Machine
Co-Pilot and I loaded up Bouncing Betty and headed up the Hwy 88 corridor. I had booked last minute 4th of July reservations at Plasses Resort on the shores of Silver Lake at 8000 feet.
Shot rock Vista
Nice old school resort if a bit busy with ATV’s.
After checking in we poked around on 88
Kirkwood in summer slumber
over the pass and down into Tahoe. Co-pilot got her gambling bug addressed and I in fact continue to pile up the brownie points. Saturday AM we headed back up to the pass for a day hike on the Pacific Crest Trail.
We headed south towards Winnemucca lake but stopped somewhat short (of breath). Wildflowers were abundant and there was still snow on the cornices.
Looking west down to Caples
Somewhere north of 9000 feet
Looking for Reese W.
Did a little fishing at Caples but just for show.
Lovely dinner by campfire Saturday night.
Fun trip,been camping now 4 times this summer.