Well the forecast was questionable to say the least. Bobby, the Capt. of the Sea Biscuit, and I watched the wind closely for two days before we made a decision....In the end he left it up to me and I said "Screw it....We're going! The girls were excited and happy to be getting out so we all boarded the boat with enough gear and food to last a year...would you expect anything less???
Once bunks, sign ins and the JP were handled we did the normal gathering and mingling we do oh-so-well.....
The ride across was bumpy to say the least. A few gals felt a bit queasy but with so many remedies on board they popped a couple Scopace, etc...and hit the rack. We woke up in the morning on the back side of Santa Rosa Island. The crew was able to get a few pieces of squid under the lights so I put on 50 layers of clothes, braved the elements, pinned on a squid and soaked it in hopes of the mighty White Seabass. A few dared to join me, but soon retreated back to the warmth of the galley and the smell of bacon frying.....
As the sun came up the girls hit the rail....The wind was backing off and the seas were laying down...conditions got better and better by the minute, but the Seabass wanted no part of our baits so we pulled the hook and headed to the deep water to get some fish in the sacs.
Once we were set up for our drift it was game on....!!!! Bent rods all the way up the port side as Bobby kept the boat in position...
We got into a few Lings....Started off with this whopper and they got bigger from there...
Then nice quality Reds, Chucks, and Boccachio littered the decks and started filling the sacs nicely.
Jeanne wins the prize for the best dead red impersonation EVER!
We end the day with limits and as the sacs are dumped out on the deck we are humbled by the Red, White, and Blue.....
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