05/23/18 - Chasing Cobes Between Storms
Posted: May 28th, 2018, 10:08 am
Wise words my Dad shared with me many moons ago, "Every asset is also a burden"... it's sure proved true with my time available for fishing diminishing the more my wife and I have grown our business.
Despite having had a bad case of cobia fever since early April, nearly all of the prime time month of May had passed without me managing to get out when Ontiltttttt called me up and shared that he had a brief window to go before starting med school clinical rotations and that he also was eager to take a shared friend who had just completed dentistry studies. I warned Ontiltttttt that the forecast looked seriously crappy and that I suspected we might ought to bass fish in my pond instead, but promised I'd keep an eye on the weather for ANY window of opportunity.
Despite original forecasts of 100% chances of storms hitting on Wednesday, as I watched the forecast late Tuesday afternoon they kept shifting storms a bit later and later in the day on Wednesday until I felt guardedly optimistic we could at least make a quick run out in the morning.
Turned out that while it stormed inshore, we didn't have a single drop fall on us while fishing and choppy morning conditions actually calmed as the day progressed.
As for the fishing, Ontiltttttt put a keeper on ice almost as soon as we had the anchor down.
Can't say we exactly found the bite to be on fire, as we sat for hours between two keeper bites, but were blessedly entertained during the dry spell by jumping eagle rays, a pod of dolphins, and a couple of acrobatic spinner sharks who used their flying skills to wrap our lines and free themselves.
With only about 15 minutes left on a self-imposed departure time we finally got a second keeper to take one of our baits.
Headed back to the hill with enough daylight to clean fish and even land a couple of bass in the pond.
Feel as if we got super lucky managing to get out between earlier storms and Alberto. Hoping June brings a few more chances to get back out.
Despite having had a bad case of cobia fever since early April, nearly all of the prime time month of May had passed without me managing to get out when Ontiltttttt called me up and shared that he had a brief window to go before starting med school clinical rotations and that he also was eager to take a shared friend who had just completed dentistry studies. I warned Ontiltttttt that the forecast looked seriously crappy and that I suspected we might ought to bass fish in my pond instead, but promised I'd keep an eye on the weather for ANY window of opportunity.
Despite original forecasts of 100% chances of storms hitting on Wednesday, as I watched the forecast late Tuesday afternoon they kept shifting storms a bit later and later in the day on Wednesday until I felt guardedly optimistic we could at least make a quick run out in the morning.
Turned out that while it stormed inshore, we didn't have a single drop fall on us while fishing and choppy morning conditions actually calmed as the day progressed.
As for the fishing, Ontiltttttt put a keeper on ice almost as soon as we had the anchor down.
Can't say we exactly found the bite to be on fire, as we sat for hours between two keeper bites, but were blessedly entertained during the dry spell by jumping eagle rays, a pod of dolphins, and a couple of acrobatic spinner sharks who used their flying skills to wrap our lines and free themselves.
With only about 15 minutes left on a self-imposed departure time we finally got a second keeper to take one of our baits.
Headed back to the hill with enough daylight to clean fish and even land a couple of bass in the pond.
Feel as if we got super lucky managing to get out between earlier storms and Alberto. Hoping June brings a few more chances to get back out.