huron river Fishing Report 2025

"We fished at Cedros Island and we fished on offshore kelps," said Polaris Supreme skipper Drew Henderson July 28. He'd just ended a five-day Catchy Tackle trip with 24 anglers, and was weighing the catch at the Fisherman's Landing scales.
"We got yellowtail, dorado and some non-biting albacore," he added, "and; wow!" The albacore he hung on the scales pushed the numbers up to 41 pounds even. "That's the best one so far this season," I remarked. Henderson high-fived angler Al Brandenburg, who grinned and brought his fish over to the side for some photos. Brandenburg said he got the big longfin on a sardine and a 2/0 Flyliner hook. He used 30-pound Izorline on a Trinidad 30 reel and a Calstar 700 M rod. He won second place in the jackpot. Harvey Rosen of Benecia bagged a 43.6-pound yellowtail on the dropper loop to win first place. "He fought like a bulldog," said Rosen, who used a sardine on a 4/0 Mustad hook with 60-pound Izorline XXX mono, an Avet 4-2 reel and a Seeker 6460 glass rod to beat his fish in ten minutes. Don Spitzer of Petaluma was third, for a 33.8-pound yellowtail. Chartermaster Wayne Martin hoisted a dorado he said was typical of those encountered on kelps.

Hello everyone, Today we disembarked on our annual Holeman 10 day trip.It was great to see some familiar faces again. We loaded up on some perfect sardines and were on our way. Pointed south, we spent the day preparing tackle and settling in nicely. Also, the foretasted weather couldn't be any better as we make our two day journey down to the fishing grounds. We plan to finish up our fishing preparation tomorrow. With great company and great food from chef Mike, today was another day in paradise. Will report tomorrow, Team Supreme

Sunday, December 12th, 2010 Well, here it is friends. The final report of the Polaris Supreme's 2010 fishing season. Before I get too ahead of myself, here's an update of our big fish weigh-in. John Rabinowitz - 70.0 lb. yellowfin tuna Jack Dreser - 69.6 lb. yellowfin tuna Phillip Bruce - 68.6 lb. yellowfin tuna Congrats to the big fish winners. Here is a rundown of our day yesterday as we wind down our trip. The passengers didn't do much work yesterday, they finished breaking down their tackle and enjoyed a lovely travel day in cold, overcast weather. Once the gear was broken down, the crew sprung into action.

 

 

 

Normally, our "winter cleaning" is done for the three days of travel while taking the boat from Cabo San Lucas back to our home port in San Diego. This year, we had one day to get things done and it was an all day affair. Fillet yellowtail for Schooler's fish taco lunch, scrub the rails with Trisodium Phosphate on the upper deck/main deck, scrub the boat, break down tackle, freshwater tackle, organize the upper deck/tackle storage, head cleaning, and scrub the entire engine room; including walls, ceiling, stringers, floor boards, mains and generators, hoses, pumps, and just about anything located in the engine were detailed out. Four crewmembers spent the entire day from dawn until dusk completing our tasks. Not to mention, the entire galley/salon was buffed out by Chef Schooler and Mark. All in all, a busy day for us but we did have time to eat three meals and chat with passengers during breaks. We once again would like to thank the entire group for being the excellent sports that they were during a tough fishing trip. Every single passenger we had deserved to have epic fishing, but it didn't happen and we apologize for that. With all of our technology, fish savvy, and experience, we can't make the fish bite. Plain and simple. We feel that we were in the best positions to catch quality gamefishes, but this time was not our time for a glory trip. That's why we come back year after year, because next year could be the banner trip and nobody wants to miss that. So thank you to the passengers for being great people and understanding that fishing is guaranteed, but catching isn't. Thank you. December 10th, 2010 Hi friends. After going the entire trip without very much action for a full day of fishing, we finally had a good day of fishing. Yellowtail fishing along the beach was just what we needed to end the trip and although it doesn't quite make up for the lack of tuna action, it does make us feel good that we could put these guys on some fish. They earned it. The yellowtail we caught today were in the 14-20 lb. class and our weather was the icing on the cake. Nice weather throughout the day with sunshine. So that is all. We'll be traveling up the line from now until Sunday morning when we arrive back in San Diego. We'll chat with you tomorrow and have a good Friday night to kick off your weekend. Richie and Crew. P.S. Jed says hello to his mother. Hi, Ma. More Photos from Dec. 1st. 11 day trip December 9th, 2010 Good evening, sports fans. For today's report, I'm going to go back to the report from Tuesday for a minute. Back when I was typing the report for Tuesday night, I couldn't help but have the vision of a college football coach addressing his team at halftime of the big game. The big game that they were losing I might add and if you've ever watched a good sports movie, it seems like the same scenario always plays out. The final game of the season is highly anticipated and once the game begins, they let their emotions get to them and are out-played in the first half. Back to our fishing, for the first half of our trip, it seemed that we were being out-played by the fish we were targeting. We just couldn't win as we watched the fish do whatever they wanted and the outcome was looking like a total loss. Come Tuesday, I felt that a halftime speech was something that I certainly had going through my head. Waking up on Tuesday, walking down the ladder to the deck was the same as the team coming out from the locker room and taking the field with a renewed energy/passion for the second half of the game. Wednesday morning, we hooked three fish before breakfast. I know that that's not anything special, but considering the four days prior, three fish before breakfast was wide open fishing for all we knew. From that point on, we just slowly picked away at the yellowfin tuna in the 25-50 lb. class all the way until around hors d'oeuvre time and then it shut off and that was our day. Kind of like when the team that is down at half time, comes out onto the field and plays smart football. Little screen passes and a solid run game to pick up yards and march down the field to the end zone to make the game a little bit more interesting. So the fourth quarter was about to begin, Thursday morning was upon us and with the game in reaching distance for our comeback victory. Was today to become the epic fourth quarter drive that wins us the game? Was Thursday going to be the banner day that completes our story of an epic comeback in the game of fishing? Without being to much more wordy, we lost the game of tuna fishing, bailed out of our current location around 11 am and are currently on a trek to do some yellowtail fishing to end our trip on hopefully a strong note. The gang did an admirable job and gave it their all and sometimes, that's fishing. We can't make the fish bite, sorry. So that's it, all day Friday we will be on the hunt for some yellows and we'll let you know how we end up. Our weather is a bit rolly but nothing that we can't handle. Wish us luck and have a great evening. Richie and Crew. December 8th, 2010 Good evening, friends. Well, our day was a little better today so that's the good news. The bad news is a little better still isn't very good. First thing this morning, we hooked three fish and it was looking like the story book ending that I wrote about yesterday. But, after that they shut off and our heads were starting to hang a little bit. Then, right around lunch time, the fish decided to bite a bit more steady and for a period of an hour or so, we started to hook some fish until it slowed to a very slow scratch until dark. Not a great day by any means but at this point, it was our best day of fishing and we were thrilled with it. Once again, not much to report today. We're going to give this place until tomorrow to get right and if fishing is poor, we will be taking off at noon to get set up for some yellowtail to round out the trip. If fishing is good, we'll stay. We'll see how things play out tomorrow and go from there. Our weather is OK and the passengers are still doing just fine. Good night and wish us the best. Richie and Team Supreme. December 7th, 2010 Hello friends. A while back, I was given a Thesaurus to help with writing these reports and every night, I riffle through it to try and find a big, fancy word of the day to use. Sometimes I'll look for a word just to pretend that I'm somewhat literate, sometimes I'll look for a word that describes our mindset about a day, and sometimes I'll look for a word that best describes our fishing. The past couple of nights, I've attempted to find a word that truly describes our fishing and I just can't find one that can properly express the depth of how fishing is. Without getting too verbose (Thesaurus word), fishing is tough right now. We see the fish, the conditions are fine, and we're doing everything that we possibly can without the use of firearms or explosives to capture these things and it's just not working. We're not catching fish because our anglers don't know how to fish, don't fish hard, and we're certainly not catching fish because they have bad attitudes and just don't care any more. The guys are constantly at the rail and have the mindset that the next bait they toss in the water will result in a hookup. We can't say enough about how great their attitudes have been even in the toughest of times and we can't show them our appreciation enough. All we can do at this point is chalk it up to the old motto "that's why it's called fishing - not catching" and go to sleep with the hopes that tomorrow is a new day and tomorrow, we're going to clobber them. So far, this trip has been quite the "character builder" and something has to give. Just like anything in life, this trip can now go a couple different ways. The fishing can continue to be dreadful (Thesaurus word) and we'll tell stories of "remember that 11 day trip in December of 2010?". At this point, it would be very easy to think that that might become the case. Or, things could do a complete one-eighty (Please, please, pretty please with a cherry on top) and we could have an epic ending to this trip. THAT is what would make a great story. The story would go something like "remember that 11 day trip in December of 2010? We couldn't catch a cold for five days and then, in the bottom of the ninth with no one on base, 2 strikes, 2 outs, we made a rally and made the comeback of all comebacks as the fishing went off and we completely forgot about the plaintive (Thesaurus word) days before." Now THAT would be a fishing story. Us crew members have heard hundreds of great fishing stories about how the hatches couldn't be shut because of so many fish, they begin to all sound the same after awhile. But to hear a story of a trip constantly being in the dirt and then, the stars aligned just right and the trip was salvaged at the last minute, that story doesn't get old. We're hoping that the fishing up to this point was just a cruel gap-filler in our story, leading up to the dramatic climax that sets our story right. I'm fired up. All we can do is remain positive and give em' hell in the morning. Discovery Channel moment of the day: As I look out the port side window, there are about half a dozen bottle-nose dolphin chasing flying fish about 10 feet from the boat. The poor flying fish have no chance, even with the ability of flight, they are no match for the superior hunting skills of the dolphin. On that note, good night and good riddance, please wish us luck. Richie and the Family. December 6th, 2010 Hi friends. For a while there today, things were looking REAL bleak and it was beginning to look like we were cursed or something, but we managed to get some fish to bite later in the day. The weather kicked up a bit yesterday and the fish showed some sensitivity towards the heightened weather conditions because they did not bite very well for us. The sign certainly is there for us to piece together a nice day on some quality yellowfin tuna, so we're going to camp out for the night and hope for the best tomorrow. Our weather is a little breezy with some swell but it's just fine, just a little bit chilly. Nothing more I can say about today, a slow pick on the tuna fish with a handful of yellowtail to keep things interesting and we're praying for this fish to hit the switch and start to bite for us. Maybe the fish had a long weekend and they were suffering from a case of the "Mondays". Maybe tomorrow they will be back on the program because the potential for a really banner day is certainly there. We'll see. We'll be back at it in the morning and wish us luck. On an ending note, we here at the Polaris Supreme family would like to congratulate Captain Mike Lackey and company for their historic accomplishment. 405.2 lbs??? Simply amazing, still hard to fathom that the first yellowfin tuna over 400 lbs was captured and once again, good going to Mike and the gang. Incredible. Richie and Crew. P.S. I'd like to wish my father a very happy birthday today. Without my father getting me not only sportfishing but fishing in general, who knows where I'd be this day, so thanks Dad, I love you and have a great birthday. December 5th, 2010 Hi everyone. I'm going to get right to the point, we didn't see/hook a large tuna this morning. So we pulled anchor and began looking for some mammals holding large tuna. We quickly found some mammals but we once again were unsuccessful in hooking a cow, so we made the decision to bail out of the area and begin the trek to locate some biting fish of any size in a new location. The conditions down here just don't seem right and you can blame it on what you want (current, water temp, moon phase), bottom line, the fish are in a funk and we're not in the mood to stick around and see if things change, we're ready to put some fish in the wells and that's our plan right now. During our travels today, we constantly had two mast-men scouring the horizon for common dolphin and kelps all day but our efforts went unrewarded. We looked at plenty of good water all while enjoying the nice ride to our next destination. Other than a light wind chop, the seas were calm and the sky was clear, just how we like it. Anyhow, we'll be to the area first thing tomorrow morning and we're hopeful that tomorrow will be our day for some action. We'll see. Now that I have some time to do some typing, I'd like to say a few words about a special someone that most of you might know. On this day thirty-one years ago, a life was brought into this world that changed the landscape of not only the Henderson family but the sportfishing community as well. His appetite for fishing is surpassed by few and his name is certainly synonymous with legendary. A fish-finding machine, a talented songwriter, and a loving uncle, this man sets the standard for everything that you could ask for in a crew member. He's second in command on the Supreme but first in our hearts and today, we wish Captain Drew Edmund Henderson a very, very happy 31st birthday. We didn't really celebrate his birthday very much today but Charlie M. and myself did sing a lovely duet of happy birthday to Drew and I don't know if we could've purchased any gift for Drew that could've made him smile like he smiled during the song. Job well done. We love you, Drew, and we hope to celebrate tomorrow by catching a bunch of fish. That's all, we'll chat with you tomorrow and have a great start to your work week. Richie and Crew. December 4th, 2010 Hi friends. Well, I don't have a report with weights of the fish we caught today, I don't have a titillating story to tell you about an anglers fish we boated, and I don't have much to say about today other than this; the conditions were not right, the fish were not located by anyone today, and we covered a lot of water in hopes of finding the goods. With a trip of this length, we have plenty of leeway with our options and we're going to give this big tuna fishing another full day before we decide to exercise those options. The weather is nice, the folks are in good spirits, and we're going to forget about today and focus on tomorrow. Wish us luck. Good night. Richie and Crew. Friday, December 3rd, 2010 Good evening everyone. The Polaris Supreme is just hours away from "The Promise Land" and we're currently attempting to catch a few Humboldt squid to use for tomorrow's kite baits. So far, no luck, but we'll give it a couple more shots this evening before we put the blinders on and head for the big fish area. In less than 8 hours we will be there and we'll try our hand at fishing for giant yellowfin tuna. We're pumped. As for our activities today, we put the finishing touches on our tackle in flat calm weather as we continued on our southerly trek. It's been smooth sailing all day and after lunch, the gang took the opportunity to read books, get sun tans, and just take it easy before the game of big tuna fishing begins. An emollient day for us onboard the Supreme and like I said before, we're just a wake up away from hopefully being embattled with large tunas. The reports still sound the same from the past couple of days from the boats already fishing the area. Not great numbers but the sign is there and we're hoping that our timing will be just right for the switch to turn on and have a repeat of the fishing we had last trip. We're excited and we'll check back with you tomorrow. Wish us luck, wish us luck, and wish us luck. Bye now. Richie and Crew. December 2nd, 2010 Greetings everyone. Standard travel day for us here on the Supreme. We awoke to gorgeous weather conditions, enjoyed some flapjacks for breakfast, and immediately after, we dove into our tackle seminars. With a strong emphasis on sticking with the right gear, how to conduct yourself during the fight, and going through all almost every situation one could be faced with while doing battle with giant yellowfin, we left the galley and the gang got down to business rigging tackle. The wide range of tackle we employ on a trip of this nature makes today an all day affair of making sure our gear is ready to go and in working order. Thinking about it as I type, I'd like to share with you all of the species that we target on a trip like this. Squid, Mackerel, Calico Bass, Yellowtail, Dorado, Wahoo, Grouper, Pargo, and Yellowfin tuna from 25 - 379.8+ lbs. are just a few to name. From our 25 lb. outfits used to make bait and everything in between, all the way up to out 100-130 lb. rigs for tackling giants, must be properly assembled and ready to go at a moments notice. Harnesses are properly fitted, hooks must be properly crimped, and spectra to mono/fluorocarbon connections are tied with NASA-like precision. Bottom line, I could type out a few paragraphs about what goes into a day like today but the long and short of it, there are a lot of elements that go into getting ready to begin fishing on a trip like this. Tomorrow, the gang will put the finishing touches on their gear, the crew will continue making sixty-plus double sardine leaders for the kite, and maybe, just maybe we will wet a line for a little bit to break up the travel time before we arrive at the big fish grounds on Saturday morning. On an ending note to our travel day, we've had near glass-calm sea conditions all day, sunshine, and a light breeze. With that being said, it was one of the most beautiful days of the year on the water and this evening's sunset was the icing on the cake. The scene reminded me of a painting that Bob Ross would create on the Saturday morning PBS programming from back in the day. So that's all. We're almost there and the reports once again sound OK from the area. Take care now and we'll inform you of our doings tomorrow evening. Bye-bye. Richie and Crew. Wednesday, December 1st, 2010 Good evening folks and a happy December to all of you. Hope everyone had a lovely Thanksgiving, all of us did, but now we're back at it as we departed this morning for an 11 day excursion. Our bait loading went smooth and our arsenal of bait is topped off and ready to go. Quite the hodgepodge of bait too; small, medium, and large sardines mixed with some small to medium mackerel. As of now our bait is happy and we hope the trend continues as we motor to greater points south. The fishing reports sound OK from the area. Not great numbers but the chance to land a 400lb yellowfin tuna is becoming more and more of a reality. Rumor has it that one of our code boats has a fish that is very, VERY close to the magic number. We'll see just how close it is in a few days when they arrive home. Anyhow, that is our story. Our weather is beautiful and tomorrow we will begin tackle seminars, tackle preparations, and some more travel time. It's good to be back and we'll check in tomorrow evening. Richie and Crew.

We have made a few changes to our schedule for Christmas break. Starting this Friday (Dec 21) we will be scheduled everyday until December 31. The only day we will not be scheduled is Christmas Day. On January 1st we will shut the boat down for our annual maintenance period. Happy holidays. Capt. Ryan Bostian.

A awesome sunset and some action on bigger Bluefin last night. But..... in typical Bluefin fashion lately, the big ones came through and bit baits flylined on gear from 40-60 pound. We had two fish at color in the dark (estimated @ 130 pounds) and somehow the last 4 fish of the day found their freedom (1 spooled, 1 broken hook and 2 pulled hooks). These things can be down right mean.

Today we had a great day of Wahoo fishing. The Wahoo were big and very eager when we got on them. The only thing that stopped the bite was the sun going down. Hopefully we can pick up right where we left off tomorrow. Pictured we have Joel with a slug of a Wahoo and a group shot from one of our many stops today, We also would like to wish Georgia Robbie a happy birthday! Thank you for bringing us such a great day of Wahoo fishing on your special day!

May Luna-Sea Bendo at the Ranch Afire with neon blue, the marlin shimmied and snaked its way into the wake and the spread, coming in dead off the starboard side. Everyone saw it at once and made noisy note. "He's gonna eat it!" hollered Ben, holding the rod with the drop back bait, a small jack. It was already 30 feet back. "He's eatin' it, he's eatin' it!" Ben swung on the fish, winding on the little silver reel, and the black rod bent hard. The marlin headed off right into the sun, back the way he'd come into the spread of trolled baits and lures. Things got interesting in a hurry, with three men trying to use cameras, two men trying to get the rest of the trolled rigging out of the way before the fish fouled itself, and Ben, who was braced with one leg up on the rail, alternately pulling and winding on the fish. It was a big cockpit, but at the moment there were traffic jams on both sides of the unused fighting chair. The marlin had disappeared off up past the deckhouse, but the skipper and John Ireland were shouting on the bridge that it had jumped. When we got the invitation from Jack Nilsen of Accurate to join him at John Ireland's Rancho Leonero to do a product shoot, Paul Sweeney and I packed our cameras and our bags. We traveled light, with little fishing equipment, since I knew Jack would have plenty of reels. I brought a couple of my new Super Seeker rods and a bag of jigs and Mustad hooks for light tackle fishing May 20 to 22. We taxied from Los Cabos airport, arriving at the beginning of a sweet tropical Sea of Cortez evening to enjoy three days of first-class style angling aboard Ireland's 50-foot Mikelson sportfisher Luna-Sea. Rejoicing in the warm, light sea breeze, we saw the Ranch was lovely as ever, with improvements since our last visit a year ago. Ireland has renovated much, notably the bar/dining room, which has been opened up to be even more spacious and airy. For the first time, a wide-screen TV hangs on the wall at the far end of the bar, showing off a high-def satellite picture for those who want to keep up with things like the NBA conference finals. Bartender Jorge and the rest of the staff were still there, so the place felt as homey as ever. A hurricane last year took out a couple of the wall-mounted fish hanging in the dining room, and I noticed the old lion skin was gone. But there was a new covering for part of the dining patio outside, and all the beds had been replaced with fancy new big pillow-top models, making for comfortable, healthy sleeping in the air-conditioned rooms and stone walled thatched bungalows. There are several resorts at East Cape, and each has its own flavor and style, but I keep coming back to the Ranch because the place is smaller and more relaxed than most (Ireland calls it intimate), and it's set away from the rest of the resorts, up on a small headland that gets sea breeze from two sides. If you've got shade, the breeze keeps you cool at the Ranch, and the view flat out cannot be beat. Food is good, and varied daily here. Wells tap plenty of cool, clean water, enough to keep the grounds so green the resort looks like a little paradise, where mountains and Baja desert meet miles of white beach and the deep blue waters of the Cortez. Fishing begins about ten yards from the beach, and you seldom have to ride more than a very few miles before you can find something biting, like marlin, tuna, sailfish, dorado, snapper, roosterfish or two dozen other sporting species. Jack Nilsen and Ben Secrest, Accurate vice president of sales and marketing, wanted Paul Sweeney and I to get video and stills of some new gear. They had three spinning reels: named 30, 20 and 12, and two-speed Boss conventional reels with them, from the tiny 197 up to the 665 series. They also had a new line of Accurate rods to match the reels, made from light, slender but strong high-modulus graphite. Accurate makes two-speed, (with and without the pre-set drag mechanism) twin-drag reels all the way up to the 130 International size, but for this event the gear was small, light and easy to handle. Small doesn't mean little in terms of line strength, however. Most of the reels were loaded with 50 to 80-pound Spectra, with a short topshot of mono or fluorocarbon, a leader that could be easily changed to match the targeted species. Our first morning of fishing was spent catching snapper and cabrilla, which were plentiful just a quarter mile from the portable loading pier where anglers board their pangas and cruisers each day around seven a.m. Several types of snappers are available here, and some get so large they can be a serious challenge on heavy tackle. Snapper are about the only game fish I've caught that are even better at getting into the rocks as yellowtail. On this morning I got a couple on my new 665 F Super Seeker with an 870 N two-speed Accurate and two with the light version of Jack's new spinning outfit. Fish were thick on this rockpile. We found plenty of Pargo Amarillo, or yellowtail snapper of two to six pounds. They bit best on 20 to 30-pound mono and a 1/0 hook. I like to use a ringed Mustad circle hook for this type of fishing, and with a larger bait, I'd size up the hook. The local guides make their own ringed hooks by tying a loop or perfection knot, which gives the bait a similar mobility. Pargo and their cabrilla buddies bit well on sardinas. These baitfish look very much like western herring or eastern pilchard, with a single dark spot aft center of the gill plate like the row of spots that run down the sides of sardines. The guides suggest stunning the bait, to make it easier for the snappers to run down. I tried baits both ways, stunned and not stunned, and found the guides knew what they were talking about, though I also caught a couple of snapper on speedy, unimpeded baits. After we were done with the snapper and cabrilla we moved southward, and Ben and Jack made some deep drops in 200 to 300 feet with knife jigs, which produced whitefish and a bright orange-red popeye catalufa. It could have been a glasseye, but I can't tell the difference. They had outfits set up for the purpose. We tried slow-trolling mullet for roosterfish next, off the lighthouse at Punta Area. We got one looker but no takers. Two anglers in a skiff showed us a 30-pound yellowfin they said they had caught right there, but we saw no tuna sign. This is a great place to find jack crevalle, but on our days here those fish didn't show. Many shore anglers love this place for its proximity to deep water. A determined beach fisherman might manage to hook a marlin or a tuna here because of the drop-off and the currents circulating up to the sandy spit. We spent the rest of our time fishing for marlin, so we could document the use of the new light Accurate gear on larger, more powerful fish. That first afternoon, we drew a blank. The next day, we could sense a change coming, as the breeze picked up a bit earlier, from the east-southeast. It died and then went to the south. We trolled live mullet, rigged dead ballyhoo, and skirted jigs. During the afternoon, we raised two marlin. Both came into the spread, but refused. Just shopping. On our last day there was a big change. The breeze came up shortly after dawn, and reached 15 or 20 knots, out of the south. The palms around the pool pointed their fronds downwind, and whitecaps danced over a sloshy chop. "It's going to lay down," predicted both owner John Ireland and foreman Gary Barnes-Webb. We boarded Ireland's Luna-Sea again. Not knowing what to expect, we moved off toward the waters a few miles out from the lighthouse, where we'd come close to billfish the day before. As predicted, the breeze lay down. But that didn't help the fishing. The water smoothed off, but we couldn't see a fish anywhere, not even the jumpers we'd been watching and chasing the past two days. Before lunch, the wind suddenly picked up again. Within an hour, the cobalt Cortez was capped with white as far as you could see. The chop got up to three or four feet in a jiffy. If we'd been in a panga it would have been dangerous to fish. In a small cruiser it would have been uncomfortable. On the 50-foot Luna-Sea we weren't much affected, although we sometimes lurched a bit in a head sea. I enjoyed my lunch of a dried beef burrito and a ham and cheese sandwich, with chips, an apple and a diet cola. The breezy, choppy, sloppy conditions made a marlin miracle. We started seeing tailers, jumpers, even feeders in the white-capped blue waves. It wasn't long before that first one took that dropped-back bait. Ben Secrest worked the fish over while our skipper Gaspar ran the boat to his best advantage. The new Accurate outfit Ben fished with worked just like it should, putting pressure on the striper, picking up any slack with its high-speed gear ratio, while Ben shifted to make the most of any situation. Paul kept the Sony HD camcorder winding, recording on tape while Ben was winding line, and three cameramen worked around each other on the deck as Jack shot his photos from the bridge. It was only 10 or 12 minutes before Secrest had the marlin whipped enough to get it boatside for a release. We all celebrated, and began to relax; our mission was at least partly accomplished. We kept seeing marlin tailing and we sidled up to many to show them the goods, but the wind slacked off and they seemed to lose interest accordingly. Then there was a long period, maybe an hour without a sighting. I napped in Ireland's leather-lined salon, on a long sofa-seat at the table. I awoke to shouting. Another fish had come in for a nibble, but we missed him. I went out on the after deck to see the wind had picked up again. We began to see more marlin, some jumping in the distance, a few feeding and slashing at the choppy surface, and more tailing downwind. We were about out of time, said Ireland, who needed to host at home that evening. Then we hung another fish. Secrest had it on a lighter outfit, and this one looked to be a bit bigger. It gave us little aerial show, and like the other fish, seemed to want to sidle off up toward the bow, across the wind and chop. Backing into the chop brought water splashes up over the transom, and soon Ben was soaked on his front side, but in control of the fish. A couple of turns by the skipper and Ben's hard pulling had the marlin up to the boat, where all the shooters tried to get a shot before it was released. It was over before I could get in there. Moments later we got one more bite, and LA County fireman-engineer Wayne Shimabukuro played the fish for a moment before it freed itself. We had what we needed, and it was late in the afternoon. We saw more than 40 marlin. We tried to present to at least eight of them. We had some good looks, a couple of whacks, and Ben got a brace of beaks to the boat. It was a satisfaction. The ice chest produced cold bottles of Pacifico beer and limes. We toasted our good fortune as skipper Gaspar pointed the big Mikelson downwind and north toward The Ranch. The ride flattened out and the wake wave rose nearly to the height of the transom. The shadow of the big bridge kept us in the shade as we kicked back to enjoy a smooth ride, thanks to Jack Nilsen and John Ireland, and the end of a good adventure.

Hey guys we have caught 3 yellowtail 24-28 lbs. out of our first couple stops this morning. I will keep you posted. We will be fishing U.S. waters all week $75 and a California fishing license is all you need. 619-224-3383 for reservations. Ask for the San Diego!