racine harbor Fishing Report 2023
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| 🗺️ Location | RACINE HARBOR |
| 🌎 Country | US |
| ⏰ Fast Updates | Every day |
| 🐟 Species | All Species |
| 🗓️ Next Update | Tomorrow |
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September 20, 2023 racine harbor Fishing Report
2223
We had an awesome 1.5 trip on the Apollo out of Fisherman's Landing. We left Friday night at 7 pm and headed to Punta Colnett. Weather was very nice, calm and glassy. We started fishing for Yellowtail in the early morning but no biter. We preceded fishing for Rockfish. We drifted every hot spots that Captain JJ knew and they were all very productive. We came up with lots of good quality Vermilion Reds, Lingcod and Bocaccio Rockfish. At about 3 in the afternoon, Yellowtail breezers came through and all six of us got hooked with our rockcod gangnion hooks. We ended with two 25 lbs Yellows. Next time I'll be ready. We fished until almost dark and we bagged 125 Vermillion Reds, 98 Rock cod, 25 Lingcod and 2 Yellowtail for 25 guys. Captain JJ runs a top notch operation together with Jessica, Joe, Travis and Chef Nick. They were all very professional and helpful at all times. Chef Nick serves all variety of gourmet food on the boat. Apollo will be still running trips in Fisherman's Landing until end of March and will move to Santa Barbara on April. Don't miss our overnight charter trip on Sunday, April 3rd departing Saturday at 10 pm.
September 19, 2023 racine harbor Fishing Report
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Finding that better grade.
Today we spent the day Tuna fishing. At times it was frustrating with the large numbers of small fish. However there were some who stuck with it and were able to pull some 40 lb plus Yellowfin from the mix.
We will spend tomorrow looking for another new species.
Wish us luck,
Team Supreme
September 18, 2023 racine harbor Fishing Report
2504
A five-day Dan Heil Annual Charter aboard Polaris Supreme with Skipper Drew Henderson, arrived August 21 at Fisherman's Landing. "It's been 20 years now, since '87," said chartermaster Ron Heil, "that I've been doing this trip. My father Dan, who passed away this last season, had been doing it since Tommy (Rothery) bought the boat back in '80 or '81."
Dan Heil had been chartering with Rothery since the early eighties on the Polaris Deluxe, now the Breezers. He sailed with Rothery on the Polaris Supreme since '85. Rothery bought the boat from Bill Poole in 1987.
"It was a little choppy on that first day," said Skipper Henderson. "But we had great albacore fishing. Cedros was great, we spent a half-day kelp fishing with little action, so we finished up at Benitos, and it was all the fish you could get."
"We had a good trip and great timing," continued Heil, who hails from Portland, OR. "Drew did a great job, right out of the chute the first day, we were on a great albacore bite. It was a well rounded trip."
Mike Hunting of Riverside landed a 48.4-pound yellowtail at Benitos Islands, good for first place in the jackpot. Mike fished a sardine on a 5/0 Owner hook, 40-pound P-Line, an Avet HX 2-speed reel, and a Calstar rod. "We were in a shallow spot on the ridge" said Hunting, "and there were guys losing fish in the kelp. So when I got bit, I decided he wasn't gonna get to the kelp, so I buttoned down, past strike, and started cranking." Bill Byler of Covina was second for a 37.6-pound albacore and Gary De Void of Encinitas was third for a 36.4-pound albie.
Mike Hunting of Riverside landed a 48.4-pound yellowtail at Benitos Islands, good for first place in the jackpot. Mike fished a sardine on a 5/0 Owner hook, 40-pound P-Line, an Avet HX 2-speed reel, and a Calstar rod. "We were in a shallow spot on the ridge" said Hunting, "and there were guys losing fish in the kelp. So when I got bit, I decided he wasn't gonna get to the kelp, so I buttoned down, past strike, and started cranking." Bill Byler of Covina was second for a 37.6-pound albacore and Gary De Void of Encinitas was third for a 36.4-pound albie.
September 17, 2023 racine harbor Fishing Report
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Skipper Tom Rothery docked his Polaris Supreme after a five-day Stern Hog Chartered trip. The boat's 18 anglers got off at Fisherman's Landing August 8. Chartermaster Tom Chaparro, of San Clemente recalled one offshore stop that produced almost a hundred fish.
"It wasn't even that big of a kelp," said Chaparro. "But it was full of dorado and yellowtail. We had a great time, a good group of guys. This is our ninth year chartering this trip." Ron Rose, of Jacksonville FL took first place with a 31.8-pound yellowtail. Ron used a 3/0 Eagle Claw hook on 30-pound P-Line, a Pflueger Reel and a Calstar 970 rod.
Rich Vandenoord of La Jolla was second with a 30.6-pound yellowtail, and Pat Kennedy of San Francisco was third, for a 30.4-pound yellowtail.
"We had great quality yellowtail at Cedros," said Skipper Rothery, "and one real nice white sea bass. We had that one big kelp bite yesterday, and the tuna are around but they're not bitin'."
"It wasn't even that big of a kelp," said Chaparro. "But it was full of dorado and yellowtail. We had a great time, a good group of guys. This is our ninth year chartering this trip." Ron Rose, of Jacksonville FL took first place with a 31.8-pound yellowtail. Ron used a 3/0 Eagle Claw hook on 30-pound P-Line, a Pflueger Reel and a Calstar 970 rod.
Rich Vandenoord of La Jolla was second with a 30.6-pound yellowtail, and Pat Kennedy of San Francisco was third, for a 30.4-pound yellowtail.
"We had great quality yellowtail at Cedros," said Skipper Rothery, "and one real nice white sea bass. We had that one big kelp bite yesterday, and the tuna are around but they're not bitin'."
September 16, 2023 racine harbor Fishing Report
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We had an ok day here at Guadalupe. Caught some yellowtail with 3 hitting around 30lbs. We also got some excellent grade yellowfin tuna 55-60 pounders. Dinner was a scrumptious Cornish game hen with a rosemary glaze. Martin who works in the office at the landing supplied Pedro with bags full of fresh herbs and peppers from his garden. Thanks Martin! We've had great weather here and certainly enjoyed fishing the island. We will fish tomorrow until about 9am and then head for home.
We should be at the dock Thursday morning at 8:30am. Two spots open on the Sept. 8 if you can get away. Boss won't let you go? Heck, bring him with you.
We should be at the dock Thursday morning at 8:30am. Two spots open on the Sept. 8 if you can get away. Boss won't let you go? Heck, bring him with you.
September 15, 2023 racine harbor Fishing Report
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~~Sep. 6
I think I'm going to start naming my reports. This one is called "We should have stuck with the game plan". The plan was to start where we did, and if it didn't look good run up 40 miles to the next spot arriving just after lunch when it's bite time there. Well we started off slow. Conditions were a little funky. We saw some fish, but they didn't really bite. We caught a few yellows and the biggest ling cod I've ever seen brought up on this boat, but it wasn't good enough to stick around. So we started off sticking with the plan when we left and went north but then we decided to do some radio fishing. I heard 4th hand and then 3rd hand that a boat had a couple really good dorado kelps the day prior almost in striking distance and then really good yellowtail in the afternoon definitely in striking distance. Then I saw on my water temp chart that same water just a few hours below us so we made the move. Obviously by my whining you can tell it didn't work out. We didn't find much kelp in the good water. We found one OK kelp but we only caught a handful of flats. There was a few wahoo swimming around it but we didn't catch any.
So that's OK. We're not worried. We still have yesterdays afternoon yellowtail hot spot to fish. Not today. Should have been here yesterday. Maybe that should be the name of the report. We saw some and caught a few but it was nothing good. So here we sit. I'm not sure if we stuck with the game plan that it would have worked out. There already was a boat on the spot we were headed to and it's kind of a one boat spot so maybe we didn't miss anything.
It's funny. I haven't written this long of a report in a long time. If fishing was good today I probably would have written one paragraph. I needed to rant. Anyways we're going to stick it out here and regroup and try it again in the morning. Hopefully we find some yellows to work with but either way we plan on looking for a dorado kelp in the afternoon. Hopefully I only write one paragraph tomorrow.
September 14, 2023 racine harbor Fishing Report
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Monday, April 22nd, 2013
Hi friends. As you've noticed, we've been out of satellite reception for the past week and a half and Susan has been keeping everyone updated on our whereabouts and surely, doing just a lovely job of it.
Today was just lovely. Great weather once again with sunshine and a light breeze and sea condition. We just had pollo asada for lunch and we're getting ready to nap it ...up. We wrapped up our boat scrub and rails bleaching this morning and then we had time to just kick back and relax for a bit. I think there'll be a picture of that floating around somewhere. We crew members have to get creative with how we wind down so we got real creative. Like I said, we're all just kicking it and enjoying our approach to Cabo.
So, here's what went down on the Supreme for the past handful of days. Instead of trying to remember everything at the end of the trip and type up a report to send, I decided to keep a journal; which was basically me running up to the bridge now and then and putting down a few tidbits of what was going on -- in real time, for us, at least. I treated it kind of like updating Facebook so you're going to have to piece some puzzle pieces together as far as photos and other nonsense I've written down. It was kind of fun and it definitely helped that our passenger load is so light or this wouldn't have been possible.
So here it is: my little journal entries to all of you. Even with the crazy hours and craziness that we involve ourselves in whenever we take this group out, words can't really describe how much fun we had with Tom and Co. but I tried my best. I'm serious, we had a blast. Anyhow, our traveling weather is primo and we'll be into the Cape tomorrow morning around 06:00 hours to drop off everyone but Jeff to fly home.
What a way to kick off the Polaris Supreme's 2013 season. Enjoy.
-RE
Friday, April 12th, 2013
Hi friends. Don't worry -- DON'T WORRY. No brain games or me rambling on about God-knows-what. I finished the "brain book" and am currently enjoying Christopher McDougall's "Born to Run", so I'm sure the next report I type will be all about running or something.
Anyhow, this report is to inform everyone that we are currently below the Tropic of Cancer, our weather is unbelievably nice and this will be the final report from me for a little more than a week. Susan will be able to relay our information from our satellite phone calls in the morning as that will be the limited window of service that we will have. So, our next possible report from the boat itself won't be until we arrive to Cabo San Lucas on the morning of the 23rd. We'll report back to you on our crazy adventures then. And let me tell you; they will be crazy. We're pumped. We'll arrive to our destination tomorrow afternoon around 1500 hours.
So that's it. Not a whole lot to report today. We finished up our seminars and we'll be adding the finishing touches to our gear and bait setups tomorrow. It was nice to type for y'all for a minute. Like I said, today was nothing special to report other than sun tanning, naps, and eating. For fun, I'll give y'all a "backstage pass" as to what's going on in the bridge as I type this report out, on-the-spot. Gunny is driving, I am typing a report, and Riddler is doing crunches. Also, Google the adult beverage "B-52", light it up, and have one for us. Riddler says that they're the bomb. Wish us luck, Susan has the reporting duties from here until we gain some latitude in a week and a half. We'll chat with you later.
-The Supreme Team
Saturday, April 13th, 2013
21:00 hours update:
- We arrived to the seamount this afternoon around 1600 hours. Put on 30 Wahoo (I caught my first ever as did "The Big Banana" on a surface iron) and around dark, we settled back on the anchor for the tunas.
- Before dinner, we hooked a couple smaller tuna and then Gunny landed a 198, just now landed a 140, and is on again. Sonny Jim! Night-bite delight is scheduled to be around 0100 hours this morning. We'll see. I'll update when I can.
21:19 hours update:
- Gunny landed a 130. Jed is on a good one.
21:44 hours update:
-Jed's fish chewed through. It was no dink either and Zeb is none too pleased right now. Good night. Lord knows what time they'll bite tonight, but we're crazy and we're ready to do this.
22:00 hours update:
-Redemption! Jed got a good one and Shabba is on!!! We're up! Let's go! Everybody calm down and keep your composure and don't start freaking out!!!
20:21 hours update:
-Jed got a 166 and Schooler got a 165.8!
20:41 hours update:
-Jed and Gunny...again!! Boss is up, passengers are up, our business socks are on. You know what time it is. I'll report back when the dust settles. Oh yeah. Drew shaved his beard and is rocking a sweet mustache for his wedding reception. 'Til death you two part, Kristin. You knew what you were getting into when you two banded up.
Sunday, April 14th, 2013
00:14 hours update:
-Jed and Gunny remain hot, yours truly landed a 125, RK got in on the action, Bebo's hooked up, Dirty D (aka Dirty 'stache) landed a 176 on a skipjack, "Hoolie" just lost a good one after a 25 minute battle at color and we're still pickin' away at 'em. Just filled up the mug with some fresh Kona coffee with some hazelnut creamer. It's going to be a looooong night! Todo Noche, baby - All Night.
01:40 hours update:
-I just yelled at Mark out the window - he's on! Scootch bagged a 190, we've dropped a couple handfuls of 125-140's, Jed just dumped one on the PL-68, Tom P. is fishing every bait that we can find and having great success and Riddler lost one of our gaffs. Hard to make fun of a guy that once free-gaffed a 362. More coffee, more carnada, more chaos, more Cowboy. Oh yeah, I lost my peanut butter and jelly sandwich gaffing Scootcher's fish. You owe me, bro.
02:14 hours update:
-I just got smacked right in the nipple by the tail of a skipjack. If I was getting sleepy, I'm up now. Fishing has slowed down a touch but so has our current. We'll see what happens in the next hour.
04:05 hours update:
-Right after I ran up and typed our last "Facebook" update, we had a little action. Tom P. landed a 184 on a Skippy and we picked away at some 90-140's. As of right now, it's just Drew, Jed, Scootch, Jeff, and myself on the deck. We'll see what happens. Still no sign of Schooler. We might have put him down for the next few days. Wait 'til you see the photos we snapped of him yankin' on his tuna. Ha, classic! Anyhow, time for some coffee filtered with Monster Energy for the "grey bite".
05:15 hours update:
-Finally get to go to bed. Heaven.
08:30 hours update:
- We're awake. Let's see what kind of fun we can get ourselves into this morning. As Zeb would say "Spun Duck Delight". Schooler is okay and cooking breakfast.
19:21 hours update:
- From the time we woke up this morning until right now, we've done absolutely nothing on the tunas but them hooters were eager to fly aboard. But now, them tunas are starting to perk up. We'll see what happens.
21:18 hours update:
- Nothing has materialized as of yet. We all just ate a killer-fresh seared Ahi with rice and we're going to see if anything happens in the next hour or so. Other than having the "Hey! Ho!" song by The Lumineers stuck in my head for the past week, not too much going on as of now to report to you. We've put a couple smaller fish on but no ball busters yet.
22:54 hours update:
- Scootcher just boated himself a 174 on the skip-a-jack. Guns just boated a small one. Maybe they're waking up. I know the port stateroom in the wheelhouse is.
Monday, April 15th, 2013
00:57 hours update:
- We're all up, getting nasty...kind of. Jeff pulled the hook on a heart-breaker. His fish looked to be a deucer. RK just boated a 172. It's not near the action we had last night but the fish we're hooking are nice ones. It's mainly a Skipjack/small yellowfin thing but we're trying all the baits, just to see what bites 'em. I hear yelling and screaming down on deck - I'll update "Facebook" when I can.
05:33 hours update:
-Sorry, I've been lacking on updates this morning. Not a whole lot doing in the dark so we actually got some sleep. Granted, it was an hour here, hour there; wake up to gaff a fish - go back to bed kind of thing, but it was sleep so that was right on. Anyhow, everyone is up now. The mood on deck is quite chipper for how funky our hours have been. Conversations on deck this morning have ranged from Chugey's bachelor party. to Mitch's speech at Frank's wedding from the movie "Old School" to the OSU Beavers, and that's about all I have to report.
15:31 hours update:
- Woke up, had a peanut butter, jelly, and banana sandwich and all of a sudden, cow tunas started going bananas as well - blowing out all over the place. We've got Bebo on the kite with a flyer, Tom P. is on the hunt and Jed is playing with his dinghy (literally). We're all up, hoping for an afternoon/evening shot. Nothing doing up to this point - everybody has been sleeping.
17:26 hours update:
- Bebo nailed a 135 on the flying fish. Costa Rican dreamin'. Hoolie wasn't far behind with his kite rotation and after a twenty minute battle and his fish right at color, the "dog gear" busted in his reel. Freak accident. After a valiant effort by Jed and Mark to hand-line the fish, it popped - looked to be in the 180-or-bigger range. Super bummed. Little bit of life startin' to show around here. As I'm typing, I just looked out the window and viewed a 150 jump clear out of the water right off the bow. Let's hope we can get real nasty here, real soon.
18:17 hours update:
- Losing a couple of nice tuna is a grain of sand on the beach compared to the loss of life. We've received limited news about the Boston Marathon bombings. We're bummin'. We need a couple of fatties to hit the deck to perk us up. The opportunities are limited but they are there.
21:55 hours update:
- Not too long after typing the previous update, we started hooking and landing some tunas again. No beasts but healthy fish nonetheless. Anyhow, for the last couple of hours, we've been making bait. I personally enjoy the heck out of scooping flying fish and puffer fish (aka puff daddy's and puffy combs); we just drive around, see 'em in the lights, stop and wait for a few to swim near the boat and then try and scoop them. It's fun, rewarding, and good exercise too. The scoops we use weigh about 15 lbs. and you run around the boat chasing these things like they're maid of hundred dollar bills, which in reality, they kind of are. Cows love the live flying fish so it's very rewarding when you scoop one because you know the chances of catching a cow with a live flying fish is very, very high. We were having such a good time scooping bait, Drew's and I's shorts fell off - for serious. Good times!
Tuesday, April 16th, 2013
02:39 hours update:
- Up for watch with Dirty, not a whole lot going on with this whole night bite thing. Not yet, at least. We landed a 100 pounder and that's all. Maybe these fish are getting settled back into normal working hours. We'll see. All I know is that I have a fever and the only prescription is more Cowboy. Sonny James is awake and kickin'!
05:00 hours update:
- Time for work. Got an hour nap in after watch and then the boss told us what was up and that needed to be us. So we're up. Flying fish on the kites with glow lights, chunk line is going, sinker rigs going, and there is a stack of big fish consistently under us. Good morning, everyone.
07:00 hours update:
- For a while there, things were looking pretty thin this morning. Our hot topics of the morning were the movie "Blades of Glory", Mark having a mid-life crisis and wanting to go to Costa Rica with me before his son, Chace, sucks every last cent from his daddy for law school, and Riddler is running around the deck singing "The Muffin Man" song. Then we nailed a couple of fish with Bebo's going 167. A cow or six would be nice but we'll take what we can get.
12:46 hours update:
- Just had us some fun in the sun. Not too much to report as of now. Tom P. landed a 167 and our kite action is starting to perk up. Considering the fact that pretty much the entire boat is usually asleep at this time due to fishing all night and lack of any afternoon action, we're excited about what the afternoon might bring. In other news: RK and Tom P. passed around some Durian fruit. I think it's Indonesian but it's basically a weird, spikey looking thing but the fruit looks like and has the consistency of a mashed banana. What does it taste like? Well, Jed had some and almost lost his seafood chowder, Gunny politely said "&#!$ that", and I thought it tasted how Pfleger said it tasted - like burnt onions. Nothing like Wahoo tacos to put a good taste back in our mouths. See ya.
15:41 hours update:
-It was just Drew, Guns, Bebo, and myself trying not to die of boredom for a while and just like that, we started hooking a couple. Both Bebo and Tom P. landed a couple of fiesty teenagers in 7 minutes of fight time (we've been stop-watching all of our fish and it's amazing how close all of the fish we are landing are landed in around 7-8 minutes). Same as yesterday, a little bit of signal is starting up for the afternoon delight. Tom P. is fishing a small pompano dorado for bait, Bebo and Jeff are on the kite with flying fish, RK is keeping the sardines honest, and Mark is on the bow, fishing a Puffy Combs. Weather has been beautiful down here with enough breeze to fly the kites and keep us cool, but also get some quality bronzing in. Just need some hogs to find us.
22:45 hours update:
- We reset our position just before dark and had ourselves a little hit towards the end of the night and boated a couple of those teenager-sized tunas. Also, Riddler has a secret and he's not telling. Anyways, we just completed our flyer-scooping adventure and let me tell you, it was just that. Due to the increase in wind speed, swell, and the fact that the current is going straight into the wind, we're rolling around a whee bit more and we had to idle downswell and scoop 'em on the fly rather than getting a visual on them in the lights, stopping the boat, and doing work that way. It was quite the spectacle at first - lots of swings and misses, I accidentally hit a home run with one instead of catching it with my net in mid flight, and my favorite part of the entire ordeal was Drew, Schooler, and myself singing The Supremes' hit "Can't Hurry Love" lyric-for-lyric. Fun times! We finally got into a groove and got 50 flyers and heck, even Shabba netted two and even more surprising to me, he didn't fall in. So we're happy with our bait arsenal for kite fishing tomorrow and we've got a few brave souls downstairs hoping to get a night bite rolling. We shall see. Good night.
Wednesday, April 17th, 2013
06:48 hours update:
- We've landed a couple of 100 pounders so far this morning with the backdrop of a gorgeous sunrise to wake us up. (4/20 note: I snapped a photo of the beautiful view from the office but Rid deleted it.) We're seeing some decent sign of fish and hopefully, there are some big ol' fat slobs marauding around this here ocean. Good morning.
09:51 hours update:
- Sometimes on long-range trips, accidents happen. When they do, it's tough to deal with no matter what age, shape, or size with whom or what they involve. In this case, it was a tough pill to swallow for the simple fact that we lost him oh so very young - too young. We deal with these incidents with professionalism but it's a crushing blow, nonetheless. By the way, it's 10:05 am, the weather is a balmy and sunny 80 degrees. Anyhow, it's especially tough for us on the crew and the disappointment was undeniable - it happened and we won't soon forget. This morning, we lost "Bruce" our new anchor. "Bruce" was all of one week old and his life was cut too short and so was our anchor line. Thankfully, we have plenty of spare anchors, chain, and braid. To the tune of John Denver's "Take Me Home" sung by our very own Mark "Crow, Hard Hat Boy, Hillbilly, etc..." Clark, Riddles put the hammer down and we said good-bye to "Bruce". Obviously, we aren't doing much but we're seeing signal on bigger fish again so we're hopeful, even in our state of disbelief and despair. Good night, sweet prince. Also, there's a movie reference hidden in this update and it's not the last sentence. Name it!
13:43 hours update:
- Woo-hoo! Jeff finally got a nice one - 173 pounder! He was due, man. Pretty cookie-cutter grade down here but they're coming in hot!
16:51 hours update:
- The kite action has been up and down but we've managed to throw on a handful of fish in the 120-155 lb. category. Other than that, we're just snap-rollin' around pretty good, this whole wind-against-current thing is keeping us on our toes. Heeey! Scootch just hooked up on the kite. Gotta go.
17:48 hours update:
- Scootcher just bagged himself a 197 on the flying fish. Maybe he'll go duece at the scales dockside. We'll see.
Thursday, April 18th, 2013
06:35 hours update:
- Good morning. We made a few flying fish last night and we also scooped a bunch this morning at 04:30 - so we are set on kite baits for the day. After relocating, we've managed to land 4 fish to this point with Jeff landing a 177. Our wind has backed off considerably but it is expected to puff hard later in the day, so we'll see how our conditions play out. Once again, good morning and we're looking for some "02:00 - 10's". It's a riddle.
09:49 hours update:
- Still have good life around and we'll be sittin' here a while. No Wahoo trolling today. We've got the skipjack breezers rollin' through and when they do, we usually hook a couple on the kite baits. We'll see what the afternoon brings but after a busy morning, we'll see how many anglers stay at the rail and try for a trophy. On a side note, we've received the news about the fertilizer plant explosion in West Texas, a more in-depth report on the Boston Marathon bombings, and apparently, somebody sent Obama and some senators some fan mail. How about some good news? Can we get some of that, please?
15:22 hours update:
- Just came tight on the anchor and we're back in tuna mode after a brief tour for "hooters". The kites are out, Scootch and I just pounded a Monster and Drew, Scootch, and I are attempting to get the harmonies down for "The Weight" by The Band. The fun part about that song is, you can use anyone's name so nobody feels left out and it really makes Cowboy's face beam with joy when we insert his name in there. Our weather is still shh-notty but our sources on the beach tell us that after today, it's going to be back to jock straps and sun visors. Hopefully, my next update isn't nonsense but rather tales of hogs jumpin' on-board.
16:54 hours update:
- Mark putting out the kite just now was so freaking funny. Drew, Gunny, and I just keeled over and died laughing for a good ten minutes. Put on that freaking hard hat!
18:35 hours update:
-Toddler tantrums: the only thing I want to do when we lose a jumbo tuna. I just want to kick things and scream and possibly cry. But, you can't. Every member of the crew gets the same emotions when a big fish is lost, especially with a freak deal on a squirrelly fish. We just lost a heavy one. We never got a real good look at it but when you know, you know and that thing was heavy. That's fishing, though. There's a million ways to lose 'em and only one way to get 'em. We want another shot and we want it now.
21:22 hours update:
-We just got some flying fish for bait and it was really tricky to get them to the boat with all the wind and chop we have, so DH and I had to sing to them to coax them in. They didn't like: Bruno Mars, Justin Timberlake, Alanis Morrisette, Puff Daddy, Biggie, nor Four Non-Blondes. These were straight Jimi-fish. They dug "Electric Ladyland" best. They were flyin' aboard after that. Anyhow, we're all fixed up on bait for tomorrow.
Friday, April 19th, 2013
04:33 hours update:
- Good morning. Riddles, Shawn and myself have the deck and we're sinker-rigging the live puffies and scooping them at the same time. We'll see what works out this morning. Still a bit breezy and rolly down here. Another boat has joined us so we'll see if that has any effect on our fishing.
05:45 hours update:
- Tom P., RK, and Cowboy have landed fish this morning in the 100-145 lb. range so far this morning. Hopefully, something is starting up. Everyone is up and ready to get their butts in gear. Still no sign of the sun this morning.
09:14 hours update:
- A little signal this morning and we've managed to land a few nice tunas. While the slow times have been slow for us since we've been here, there's always a few "hooters" runnin' around to keep us busy. For our passenger load, we're doing really well on the skin. That's all for now. Just got word about what's going on in Boston. That stuff is wicked uncool.
10:44 hours update:
- We see you, Charlie Middleton. We see you, Charlie Murphy! Slow times right now. If these fish keep up their routine, next bite time will be 13:30.
15:25 hours update:
- Double roundhouse kick to the door, three going! Drew ate asparagus for lunch. Gross.
- Riddlers shorts are awesome.
16:00 hours update:
- Ugh, our streak of big fish bad luck continues; RK dumped a good one. Bebo got a 160 and we landed a couple of fish in the low 100's to keep the mood light. Apparently, I missed the crazy half shark-half catfish. I'll have to ask Scootch what the heck it was called but it was weird looking. You'll see the photos in a week or so. Speaking of photos, Stephen Pistone. If you're reading this, you're twin brother is on this vessel and his name is RK. You'll see those photos too.
17:02 hours update:
- ShaR-K just bagged himself a 182 and almost bagged Gunny's life insurance policy as well. Guns is okay. Nice fish, RK. A little bit of action here late. It got Scootch right out of bed and still half asleep, started prodding Cowboy with his core temperature thingy talking about "29.2" and his P/H is six-point Sonny James.
19:27 hours update:
- We're continuing to put on some of those medium-sized tunas: stock 75-150 pounders. The shark that we caught today was called a "Pacific Sleeper". Like I said, the thing looked like a grouper/catfish with a sharks head and Scootcher estimated it at over 800 lbs. In other news: I don't like to gloat -I really don't. But, in this case, I have to. I caught a 14 lb. yellowfin tuna on 60 lb. line in 28.9 seconds; the quickest fish landed on the trip and it was glorious. I was cheered and people were complimenting me and I felt alive again - like the world was brand new and all I could do was dance and drink the juice of admiration. It was good and it was in the name of science. You're welcome, science, and you're welcome, yellowfin tuna.
21:53 hours update:
- On first watch here. Scootch just bagged himself a 130, Jeff is giving it a go, as is Gunny. I've got the galley guys trying to scoop up a couple pompano dorados with limited success but it sure is funny to watch 'em try. Barring a barrage of cows this evening/tomorrow morning, this will be our final night here and we'll exit stage right tomorrow after breakfast. We'll see what happens. I get a kick out of this type of fishing. At any moment, the door can fly open and there's a crew member waking up the other crew members and the chaos ensues. It's like being a fire fighter on call. You have your spots for your clothes right next to your boots and tools so that when the time is called upon to spring into the pit, you're ready to go. Oh snap. Gotta go - Puffy Combs out the window. Mo Money, Mo Puffas. Oh yeah!!! Gunny just got bit on the skip-a-jack and it looks like a bruiser!
22:09 hours update:
- Wooooo!!!! Gunny!!!!! 208!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COW!!!!!!!!!!!
23:24 hours update:
- Good night. Drew, Scootcher and Jeff will keep it honest for the next couple of hours. Lord knows what time we'll be rustled out of the racks and thrust into the action - hot action. See ya.
Saturday, April 20th, 2013
07:18 hours update:
- Good morning. I'm not going to lie, I'm pretty hyped right now and when I get hyped, I take my shirt off. Beautiful weather this morning with a light breeze to keep a couple of kites flying. Anyhow, we woke up this morning and had a couple of shots at some fish with Tom P. landing a nice one. We're sittin' pretty for the morning and we're giving it a couple of hours before we sling it on out of here. Schooler made a breakfast club sandwich this morning for the boys and they're at it hard right now - real hard.
11:15 hours update:
- We've been underway for the last couple of hours as our stay at the "bank" is over with. We tossed a 200 lb. anchor over to the Excel and kicked her in gear to gain some latitude. We'll be screwing off a little tomorrow and then we'll be headed for Cabo. Our weather is very pleasant, the passengers and crew will be taking some time to rest and recover after putting in some long, hard hours these last 8 days. Both us and our passengers deserve a day of relaxation.
-Man, Chef Schooler and Shawn just put out some fresh, perfectly seared Ahi tuna ciabatta sandwiches with wasabi mayo and that thing was straight butter. We hear some grumblings now and then that "serving fish as a meal is cheap", but I say hogwash, man. You can't get it any fresher than we get it and to have a top-notch chef prepare it for you? Come on! All of the fish we've eaten on this trip has been expertly processed and expertly prepared. I guarantee you that if you had eaten all the yellowtail, wahoo, bottom fish and yellowfin tuna that Tom has requested for meals, you'd be just as fired up as I. Without getting much more torqued up about it; Tom wanted fish for multiple meals, Schooler said no problem, life is bueno for us. Chat with y'all later.
*** P.S. Tim Jones - You be careful on your crossing, bud. Have fun and have a daiquiri or two for me. Chace Clark-Clark: Go Bengals and remember what Uncles Drew and I always say "A.B.J. - Always Be Juicin'. No legit ball player has ever received a scholarship for popping out to the warning-track and hitting weak grounders to the shortstop, Jimmy Dean.
19:09 hours update:
- Absolutely gorgeous ride up; a small, spaced out swell, eight knots of breeze and a very light cloud cover. Hold up, let me take a photo for you back on the beach...alright...got it. We'll post that one to Facebook when Riddles gets home in a couple of days. Jed and Guns are reading and Mark is absolutely blasting Katy Perry's song "Firework" while watching Boobies (birds) out the window. Life is bueno. We're diggin' it. We'll check in manana.
Sunday, April 21st, 2013
14:26 hours update:
- We caught 41 nice wahoo real quick and then we vanished. My arms hurt from pulling on wahoo and I'm not the only one. It was a good morning and we feel very fortunate to have stumbled upon the rare open-water wahoo. Other than that, we hardly did anything today exciting or anything that I should write home about. Yep, just another lovely day out here on the ol' Polaris Supreme. Our weather is cloudless and very pretty - it's like there's some beautiful Goddess looking down on us with bleach-blonde hair, and the sun bounces off her hair and she shines them down upon our bodies and we absorb them into our skin. That is what we call bronzing (brawn-zing). We did some heavy bronzing today, boy. I personally witnessed every passenger with their shirt off along with Mark, Drew, and Riddles. It was happenin'. In closing, we're out. We're in travel mode for today and tomorrow until we arrive to the Cape early on Tuesday morning. Our sources on the beach tell us that our weather is supposed to be picture-perfect for the remainder of our journey. That makes us happy. Like the two Green turtles that we saw mating today; they were happy too.
20:40 hours update:
- Holy Toledo! Riddler has more music on his Itunes than I do and he even has Red Hot Chili Peppers "The Uplift Mofo Party Plan". What's this world coming to? He has 6760 songs! He's probably never heard 24 songs all the way through in his entire life, and that's including the National Anthem. Oh horse feathers. Anyhow, Shawn and Schooler just tossed out a killer dinner and we're getting all the NBA Playoffs rundown from Tom and everyone is guessing the total fish count for a prize. Fun times, good weather; fat and happy. Uplift Mofo Party Plan, Tom Waits, James Brown - unreal.
Hi friends. As you've noticed, we've been out of satellite reception for the past week and a half and Susan has been keeping everyone updated on our whereabouts and surely, doing just a lovely job of it.
Today was just lovely. Great weather once again with sunshine and a light breeze and sea condition. We just had pollo asada for lunch and we're getting ready to nap it ...up. We wrapped up our boat scrub and rails bleaching this morning and then we had time to just kick back and relax for a bit. I think there'll be a picture of that floating around somewhere. We crew members have to get creative with how we wind down so we got real creative. Like I said, we're all just kicking it and enjoying our approach to Cabo.
So, here's what went down on the Supreme for the past handful of days. Instead of trying to remember everything at the end of the trip and type up a report to send, I decided to keep a journal; which was basically me running up to the bridge now and then and putting down a few tidbits of what was going on -- in real time, for us, at least. I treated it kind of like updating Facebook so you're going to have to piece some puzzle pieces together as far as photos and other nonsense I've written down. It was kind of fun and it definitely helped that our passenger load is so light or this wouldn't have been possible.
So here it is: my little journal entries to all of you. Even with the crazy hours and craziness that we involve ourselves in whenever we take this group out, words can't really describe how much fun we had with Tom and Co. but I tried my best. I'm serious, we had a blast. Anyhow, our traveling weather is primo and we'll be into the Cape tomorrow morning around 06:00 hours to drop off everyone but Jeff to fly home.
What a way to kick off the Polaris Supreme's 2013 season. Enjoy.
-RE
Friday, April 12th, 2013
Hi friends. Don't worry -- DON'T WORRY. No brain games or me rambling on about God-knows-what. I finished the "brain book" and am currently enjoying Christopher McDougall's "Born to Run", so I'm sure the next report I type will be all about running or something.
Anyhow, this report is to inform everyone that we are currently below the Tropic of Cancer, our weather is unbelievably nice and this will be the final report from me for a little more than a week. Susan will be able to relay our information from our satellite phone calls in the morning as that will be the limited window of service that we will have. So, our next possible report from the boat itself won't be until we arrive to Cabo San Lucas on the morning of the 23rd. We'll report back to you on our crazy adventures then. And let me tell you; they will be crazy. We're pumped. We'll arrive to our destination tomorrow afternoon around 1500 hours.
So that's it. Not a whole lot to report today. We finished up our seminars and we'll be adding the finishing touches to our gear and bait setups tomorrow. It was nice to type for y'all for a minute. Like I said, today was nothing special to report other than sun tanning, naps, and eating. For fun, I'll give y'all a "backstage pass" as to what's going on in the bridge as I type this report out, on-the-spot. Gunny is driving, I am typing a report, and Riddler is doing crunches. Also, Google the adult beverage "B-52", light it up, and have one for us. Riddler says that they're the bomb. Wish us luck, Susan has the reporting duties from here until we gain some latitude in a week and a half. We'll chat with you later.
-The Supreme Team
Saturday, April 13th, 2013
21:00 hours update:
- We arrived to the seamount this afternoon around 1600 hours. Put on 30 Wahoo (I caught my first ever as did "The Big Banana" on a surface iron) and around dark, we settled back on the anchor for the tunas.
- Before dinner, we hooked a couple smaller tuna and then Gunny landed a 198, just now landed a 140, and is on again. Sonny Jim! Night-bite delight is scheduled to be around 0100 hours this morning. We'll see. I'll update when I can.
21:19 hours update:
- Gunny landed a 130. Jed is on a good one.
21:44 hours update:
-Jed's fish chewed through. It was no dink either and Zeb is none too pleased right now. Good night. Lord knows what time they'll bite tonight, but we're crazy and we're ready to do this.
22:00 hours update:
-Redemption! Jed got a good one and Shabba is on!!! We're up! Let's go! Everybody calm down and keep your composure and don't start freaking out!!!
20:21 hours update:
-Jed got a 166 and Schooler got a 165.8!
20:41 hours update:
-Jed and Gunny...again!! Boss is up, passengers are up, our business socks are on. You know what time it is. I'll report back when the dust settles. Oh yeah. Drew shaved his beard and is rocking a sweet mustache for his wedding reception. 'Til death you two part, Kristin. You knew what you were getting into when you two banded up.
Sunday, April 14th, 2013
00:14 hours update:
-Jed and Gunny remain hot, yours truly landed a 125, RK got in on the action, Bebo's hooked up, Dirty D (aka Dirty 'stache) landed a 176 on a skipjack, "Hoolie" just lost a good one after a 25 minute battle at color and we're still pickin' away at 'em. Just filled up the mug with some fresh Kona coffee with some hazelnut creamer. It's going to be a looooong night! Todo Noche, baby - All Night.
01:40 hours update:
-I just yelled at Mark out the window - he's on! Scootch bagged a 190, we've dropped a couple handfuls of 125-140's, Jed just dumped one on the PL-68, Tom P. is fishing every bait that we can find and having great success and Riddler lost one of our gaffs. Hard to make fun of a guy that once free-gaffed a 362. More coffee, more carnada, more chaos, more Cowboy. Oh yeah, I lost my peanut butter and jelly sandwich gaffing Scootcher's fish. You owe me, bro.
02:14 hours update:
-I just got smacked right in the nipple by the tail of a skipjack. If I was getting sleepy, I'm up now. Fishing has slowed down a touch but so has our current. We'll see what happens in the next hour.
04:05 hours update:
-Right after I ran up and typed our last "Facebook" update, we had a little action. Tom P. landed a 184 on a Skippy and we picked away at some 90-140's. As of right now, it's just Drew, Jed, Scootch, Jeff, and myself on the deck. We'll see what happens. Still no sign of Schooler. We might have put him down for the next few days. Wait 'til you see the photos we snapped of him yankin' on his tuna. Ha, classic! Anyhow, time for some coffee filtered with Monster Energy for the "grey bite".
05:15 hours update:
-Finally get to go to bed. Heaven.
08:30 hours update:
- We're awake. Let's see what kind of fun we can get ourselves into this morning. As Zeb would say "Spun Duck Delight". Schooler is okay and cooking breakfast.
19:21 hours update:
- From the time we woke up this morning until right now, we've done absolutely nothing on the tunas but them hooters were eager to fly aboard. But now, them tunas are starting to perk up. We'll see what happens.
21:18 hours update:
- Nothing has materialized as of yet. We all just ate a killer-fresh seared Ahi with rice and we're going to see if anything happens in the next hour or so. Other than having the "Hey! Ho!" song by The Lumineers stuck in my head for the past week, not too much going on as of now to report to you. We've put a couple smaller fish on but no ball busters yet.
22:54 hours update:
- Scootcher just boated himself a 174 on the skip-a-jack. Guns just boated a small one. Maybe they're waking up. I know the port stateroom in the wheelhouse is.
Monday, April 15th, 2013
00:57 hours update:
- We're all up, getting nasty...kind of. Jeff pulled the hook on a heart-breaker. His fish looked to be a deucer. RK just boated a 172. It's not near the action we had last night but the fish we're hooking are nice ones. It's mainly a Skipjack/small yellowfin thing but we're trying all the baits, just to see what bites 'em. I hear yelling and screaming down on deck - I'll update "Facebook" when I can.
05:33 hours update:
-Sorry, I've been lacking on updates this morning. Not a whole lot doing in the dark so we actually got some sleep. Granted, it was an hour here, hour there; wake up to gaff a fish - go back to bed kind of thing, but it was sleep so that was right on. Anyhow, everyone is up now. The mood on deck is quite chipper for how funky our hours have been. Conversations on deck this morning have ranged from Chugey's bachelor party. to Mitch's speech at Frank's wedding from the movie "Old School" to the OSU Beavers, and that's about all I have to report.
15:31 hours update:
- Woke up, had a peanut butter, jelly, and banana sandwich and all of a sudden, cow tunas started going bananas as well - blowing out all over the place. We've got Bebo on the kite with a flyer, Tom P. is on the hunt and Jed is playing with his dinghy (literally). We're all up, hoping for an afternoon/evening shot. Nothing doing up to this point - everybody has been sleeping.
17:26 hours update:
- Bebo nailed a 135 on the flying fish. Costa Rican dreamin'. Hoolie wasn't far behind with his kite rotation and after a twenty minute battle and his fish right at color, the "dog gear" busted in his reel. Freak accident. After a valiant effort by Jed and Mark to hand-line the fish, it popped - looked to be in the 180-or-bigger range. Super bummed. Little bit of life startin' to show around here. As I'm typing, I just looked out the window and viewed a 150 jump clear out of the water right off the bow. Let's hope we can get real nasty here, real soon.
18:17 hours update:
- Losing a couple of nice tuna is a grain of sand on the beach compared to the loss of life. We've received limited news about the Boston Marathon bombings. We're bummin'. We need a couple of fatties to hit the deck to perk us up. The opportunities are limited but they are there.
21:55 hours update:
- Not too long after typing the previous update, we started hooking and landing some tunas again. No beasts but healthy fish nonetheless. Anyhow, for the last couple of hours, we've been making bait. I personally enjoy the heck out of scooping flying fish and puffer fish (aka puff daddy's and puffy combs); we just drive around, see 'em in the lights, stop and wait for a few to swim near the boat and then try and scoop them. It's fun, rewarding, and good exercise too. The scoops we use weigh about 15 lbs. and you run around the boat chasing these things like they're maid of hundred dollar bills, which in reality, they kind of are. Cows love the live flying fish so it's very rewarding when you scoop one because you know the chances of catching a cow with a live flying fish is very, very high. We were having such a good time scooping bait, Drew's and I's shorts fell off - for serious. Good times!
Tuesday, April 16th, 2013
02:39 hours update:
- Up for watch with Dirty, not a whole lot going on with this whole night bite thing. Not yet, at least. We landed a 100 pounder and that's all. Maybe these fish are getting settled back into normal working hours. We'll see. All I know is that I have a fever and the only prescription is more Cowboy. Sonny James is awake and kickin'!
05:00 hours update:
- Time for work. Got an hour nap in after watch and then the boss told us what was up and that needed to be us. So we're up. Flying fish on the kites with glow lights, chunk line is going, sinker rigs going, and there is a stack of big fish consistently under us. Good morning, everyone.
07:00 hours update:
- For a while there, things were looking pretty thin this morning. Our hot topics of the morning were the movie "Blades of Glory", Mark having a mid-life crisis and wanting to go to Costa Rica with me before his son, Chace, sucks every last cent from his daddy for law school, and Riddler is running around the deck singing "The Muffin Man" song. Then we nailed a couple of fish with Bebo's going 167. A cow or six would be nice but we'll take what we can get.
12:46 hours update:
- Just had us some fun in the sun. Not too much to report as of now. Tom P. landed a 167 and our kite action is starting to perk up. Considering the fact that pretty much the entire boat is usually asleep at this time due to fishing all night and lack of any afternoon action, we're excited about what the afternoon might bring. In other news: RK and Tom P. passed around some Durian fruit. I think it's Indonesian but it's basically a weird, spikey looking thing but the fruit looks like and has the consistency of a mashed banana. What does it taste like? Well, Jed had some and almost lost his seafood chowder, Gunny politely said "&#!$ that", and I thought it tasted how Pfleger said it tasted - like burnt onions. Nothing like Wahoo tacos to put a good taste back in our mouths. See ya.
15:41 hours update:
-It was just Drew, Guns, Bebo, and myself trying not to die of boredom for a while and just like that, we started hooking a couple. Both Bebo and Tom P. landed a couple of fiesty teenagers in 7 minutes of fight time (we've been stop-watching all of our fish and it's amazing how close all of the fish we are landing are landed in around 7-8 minutes). Same as yesterday, a little bit of signal is starting up for the afternoon delight. Tom P. is fishing a small pompano dorado for bait, Bebo and Jeff are on the kite with flying fish, RK is keeping the sardines honest, and Mark is on the bow, fishing a Puffy Combs. Weather has been beautiful down here with enough breeze to fly the kites and keep us cool, but also get some quality bronzing in. Just need some hogs to find us.
22:45 hours update:
- We reset our position just before dark and had ourselves a little hit towards the end of the night and boated a couple of those teenager-sized tunas. Also, Riddler has a secret and he's not telling. Anyways, we just completed our flyer-scooping adventure and let me tell you, it was just that. Due to the increase in wind speed, swell, and the fact that the current is going straight into the wind, we're rolling around a whee bit more and we had to idle downswell and scoop 'em on the fly rather than getting a visual on them in the lights, stopping the boat, and doing work that way. It was quite the spectacle at first - lots of swings and misses, I accidentally hit a home run with one instead of catching it with my net in mid flight, and my favorite part of the entire ordeal was Drew, Schooler, and myself singing The Supremes' hit "Can't Hurry Love" lyric-for-lyric. Fun times! We finally got into a groove and got 50 flyers and heck, even Shabba netted two and even more surprising to me, he didn't fall in. So we're happy with our bait arsenal for kite fishing tomorrow and we've got a few brave souls downstairs hoping to get a night bite rolling. We shall see. Good night.
Wednesday, April 17th, 2013
06:48 hours update:
- We've landed a couple of 100 pounders so far this morning with the backdrop of a gorgeous sunrise to wake us up. (4/20 note: I snapped a photo of the beautiful view from the office but Rid deleted it.) We're seeing some decent sign of fish and hopefully, there are some big ol' fat slobs marauding around this here ocean. Good morning.
09:51 hours update:
- Sometimes on long-range trips, accidents happen. When they do, it's tough to deal with no matter what age, shape, or size with whom or what they involve. In this case, it was a tough pill to swallow for the simple fact that we lost him oh so very young - too young. We deal with these incidents with professionalism but it's a crushing blow, nonetheless. By the way, it's 10:05 am, the weather is a balmy and sunny 80 degrees. Anyhow, it's especially tough for us on the crew and the disappointment was undeniable - it happened and we won't soon forget. This morning, we lost "Bruce" our new anchor. "Bruce" was all of one week old and his life was cut too short and so was our anchor line. Thankfully, we have plenty of spare anchors, chain, and braid. To the tune of John Denver's "Take Me Home" sung by our very own Mark "Crow, Hard Hat Boy, Hillbilly, etc..." Clark, Riddles put the hammer down and we said good-bye to "Bruce". Obviously, we aren't doing much but we're seeing signal on bigger fish again so we're hopeful, even in our state of disbelief and despair. Good night, sweet prince. Also, there's a movie reference hidden in this update and it's not the last sentence. Name it!
13:43 hours update:
- Woo-hoo! Jeff finally got a nice one - 173 pounder! He was due, man. Pretty cookie-cutter grade down here but they're coming in hot!
16:51 hours update:
- The kite action has been up and down but we've managed to throw on a handful of fish in the 120-155 lb. category. Other than that, we're just snap-rollin' around pretty good, this whole wind-against-current thing is keeping us on our toes. Heeey! Scootch just hooked up on the kite. Gotta go.
17:48 hours update:
- Scootcher just bagged himself a 197 on the flying fish. Maybe he'll go duece at the scales dockside. We'll see.
Thursday, April 18th, 2013
06:35 hours update:
- Good morning. We made a few flying fish last night and we also scooped a bunch this morning at 04:30 - so we are set on kite baits for the day. After relocating, we've managed to land 4 fish to this point with Jeff landing a 177. Our wind has backed off considerably but it is expected to puff hard later in the day, so we'll see how our conditions play out. Once again, good morning and we're looking for some "02:00 - 10's". It's a riddle.
09:49 hours update:
- Still have good life around and we'll be sittin' here a while. No Wahoo trolling today. We've got the skipjack breezers rollin' through and when they do, we usually hook a couple on the kite baits. We'll see what the afternoon brings but after a busy morning, we'll see how many anglers stay at the rail and try for a trophy. On a side note, we've received the news about the fertilizer plant explosion in West Texas, a more in-depth report on the Boston Marathon bombings, and apparently, somebody sent Obama and some senators some fan mail. How about some good news? Can we get some of that, please?
15:22 hours update:
- Just came tight on the anchor and we're back in tuna mode after a brief tour for "hooters". The kites are out, Scootch and I just pounded a Monster and Drew, Scootch, and I are attempting to get the harmonies down for "The Weight" by The Band. The fun part about that song is, you can use anyone's name so nobody feels left out and it really makes Cowboy's face beam with joy when we insert his name in there. Our weather is still shh-notty but our sources on the beach tell us that after today, it's going to be back to jock straps and sun visors. Hopefully, my next update isn't nonsense but rather tales of hogs jumpin' on-board.
16:54 hours update:
- Mark putting out the kite just now was so freaking funny. Drew, Gunny, and I just keeled over and died laughing for a good ten minutes. Put on that freaking hard hat!
18:35 hours update:
-Toddler tantrums: the only thing I want to do when we lose a jumbo tuna. I just want to kick things and scream and possibly cry. But, you can't. Every member of the crew gets the same emotions when a big fish is lost, especially with a freak deal on a squirrelly fish. We just lost a heavy one. We never got a real good look at it but when you know, you know and that thing was heavy. That's fishing, though. There's a million ways to lose 'em and only one way to get 'em. We want another shot and we want it now.
21:22 hours update:
-We just got some flying fish for bait and it was really tricky to get them to the boat with all the wind and chop we have, so DH and I had to sing to them to coax them in. They didn't like: Bruno Mars, Justin Timberlake, Alanis Morrisette, Puff Daddy, Biggie, nor Four Non-Blondes. These were straight Jimi-fish. They dug "Electric Ladyland" best. They were flyin' aboard after that. Anyhow, we're all fixed up on bait for tomorrow.
Friday, April 19th, 2013
04:33 hours update:
- Good morning. Riddles, Shawn and myself have the deck and we're sinker-rigging the live puffies and scooping them at the same time. We'll see what works out this morning. Still a bit breezy and rolly down here. Another boat has joined us so we'll see if that has any effect on our fishing.
05:45 hours update:
- Tom P., RK, and Cowboy have landed fish this morning in the 100-145 lb. range so far this morning. Hopefully, something is starting up. Everyone is up and ready to get their butts in gear. Still no sign of the sun this morning.
09:14 hours update:
- A little signal this morning and we've managed to land a few nice tunas. While the slow times have been slow for us since we've been here, there's always a few "hooters" runnin' around to keep us busy. For our passenger load, we're doing really well on the skin. That's all for now. Just got word about what's going on in Boston. That stuff is wicked uncool.
10:44 hours update:
- We see you, Charlie Middleton. We see you, Charlie Murphy! Slow times right now. If these fish keep up their routine, next bite time will be 13:30.
15:25 hours update:
- Double roundhouse kick to the door, three going! Drew ate asparagus for lunch. Gross.
- Riddlers shorts are awesome.
16:00 hours update:
- Ugh, our streak of big fish bad luck continues; RK dumped a good one. Bebo got a 160 and we landed a couple of fish in the low 100's to keep the mood light. Apparently, I missed the crazy half shark-half catfish. I'll have to ask Scootch what the heck it was called but it was weird looking. You'll see the photos in a week or so. Speaking of photos, Stephen Pistone. If you're reading this, you're twin brother is on this vessel and his name is RK. You'll see those photos too.
17:02 hours update:
- ShaR-K just bagged himself a 182 and almost bagged Gunny's life insurance policy as well. Guns is okay. Nice fish, RK. A little bit of action here late. It got Scootch right out of bed and still half asleep, started prodding Cowboy with his core temperature thingy talking about "29.2" and his P/H is six-point Sonny James.
19:27 hours update:
- We're continuing to put on some of those medium-sized tunas: stock 75-150 pounders. The shark that we caught today was called a "Pacific Sleeper". Like I said, the thing looked like a grouper/catfish with a sharks head and Scootcher estimated it at over 800 lbs. In other news: I don't like to gloat -I really don't. But, in this case, I have to. I caught a 14 lb. yellowfin tuna on 60 lb. line in 28.9 seconds; the quickest fish landed on the trip and it was glorious. I was cheered and people were complimenting me and I felt alive again - like the world was brand new and all I could do was dance and drink the juice of admiration. It was good and it was in the name of science. You're welcome, science, and you're welcome, yellowfin tuna.
21:53 hours update:
- On first watch here. Scootch just bagged himself a 130, Jeff is giving it a go, as is Gunny. I've got the galley guys trying to scoop up a couple pompano dorados with limited success but it sure is funny to watch 'em try. Barring a barrage of cows this evening/tomorrow morning, this will be our final night here and we'll exit stage right tomorrow after breakfast. We'll see what happens. I get a kick out of this type of fishing. At any moment, the door can fly open and there's a crew member waking up the other crew members and the chaos ensues. It's like being a fire fighter on call. You have your spots for your clothes right next to your boots and tools so that when the time is called upon to spring into the pit, you're ready to go. Oh snap. Gotta go - Puffy Combs out the window. Mo Money, Mo Puffas. Oh yeah!!! Gunny just got bit on the skip-a-jack and it looks like a bruiser!
22:09 hours update:
- Wooooo!!!! Gunny!!!!! 208!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COW!!!!!!!!!!!
23:24 hours update:
- Good night. Drew, Scootcher and Jeff will keep it honest for the next couple of hours. Lord knows what time we'll be rustled out of the racks and thrust into the action - hot action. See ya.
Saturday, April 20th, 2013
07:18 hours update:
- Good morning. I'm not going to lie, I'm pretty hyped right now and when I get hyped, I take my shirt off. Beautiful weather this morning with a light breeze to keep a couple of kites flying. Anyhow, we woke up this morning and had a couple of shots at some fish with Tom P. landing a nice one. We're sittin' pretty for the morning and we're giving it a couple of hours before we sling it on out of here. Schooler made a breakfast club sandwich this morning for the boys and they're at it hard right now - real hard.
11:15 hours update:
- We've been underway for the last couple of hours as our stay at the "bank" is over with. We tossed a 200 lb. anchor over to the Excel and kicked her in gear to gain some latitude. We'll be screwing off a little tomorrow and then we'll be headed for Cabo. Our weather is very pleasant, the passengers and crew will be taking some time to rest and recover after putting in some long, hard hours these last 8 days. Both us and our passengers deserve a day of relaxation.
-Man, Chef Schooler and Shawn just put out some fresh, perfectly seared Ahi tuna ciabatta sandwiches with wasabi mayo and that thing was straight butter. We hear some grumblings now and then that "serving fish as a meal is cheap", but I say hogwash, man. You can't get it any fresher than we get it and to have a top-notch chef prepare it for you? Come on! All of the fish we've eaten on this trip has been expertly processed and expertly prepared. I guarantee you that if you had eaten all the yellowtail, wahoo, bottom fish and yellowfin tuna that Tom has requested for meals, you'd be just as fired up as I. Without getting much more torqued up about it; Tom wanted fish for multiple meals, Schooler said no problem, life is bueno for us. Chat with y'all later.
*** P.S. Tim Jones - You be careful on your crossing, bud. Have fun and have a daiquiri or two for me. Chace Clark-Clark: Go Bengals and remember what Uncles Drew and I always say "A.B.J. - Always Be Juicin'. No legit ball player has ever received a scholarship for popping out to the warning-track and hitting weak grounders to the shortstop, Jimmy Dean.
19:09 hours update:
- Absolutely gorgeous ride up; a small, spaced out swell, eight knots of breeze and a very light cloud cover. Hold up, let me take a photo for you back on the beach...alright...got it. We'll post that one to Facebook when Riddles gets home in a couple of days. Jed and Guns are reading and Mark is absolutely blasting Katy Perry's song "Firework" while watching Boobies (birds) out the window. Life is bueno. We're diggin' it. We'll check in manana.
Sunday, April 21st, 2013
14:26 hours update:
- We caught 41 nice wahoo real quick and then we vanished. My arms hurt from pulling on wahoo and I'm not the only one. It was a good morning and we feel very fortunate to have stumbled upon the rare open-water wahoo. Other than that, we hardly did anything today exciting or anything that I should write home about. Yep, just another lovely day out here on the ol' Polaris Supreme. Our weather is cloudless and very pretty - it's like there's some beautiful Goddess looking down on us with bleach-blonde hair, and the sun bounces off her hair and she shines them down upon our bodies and we absorb them into our skin. That is what we call bronzing (brawn-zing). We did some heavy bronzing today, boy. I personally witnessed every passenger with their shirt off along with Mark, Drew, and Riddles. It was happenin'. In closing, we're out. We're in travel mode for today and tomorrow until we arrive to the Cape early on Tuesday morning. Our sources on the beach tell us that our weather is supposed to be picture-perfect for the remainder of our journey. That makes us happy. Like the two Green turtles that we saw mating today; they were happy too.
20:40 hours update:
- Holy Toledo! Riddler has more music on his Itunes than I do and he even has Red Hot Chili Peppers "The Uplift Mofo Party Plan". What's this world coming to? He has 6760 songs! He's probably never heard 24 songs all the way through in his entire life, and that's including the National Anthem. Oh horse feathers. Anyhow, Shawn and Schooler just tossed out a killer dinner and we're getting all the NBA Playoffs rundown from Tom and everyone is guessing the total fish count for a prize. Fun times, good weather; fat and happy. Uplift Mofo Party Plan, Tom Waits, James Brown - unreal.
September 13, 2023 racine harbor Fishing Report
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Sep. 20
11:00 am report. Well we did as planned and found the mega school of awesome grade yellowfin and topped off on those things. If you remember our first days report we had a very good morning on them so we just needed a topper and that's what we did. The way this yellowfin fishing has been in the month of September in the area we fished is that there seems to be one mega school of it. It was as good as it gets. It wasn't long at all before we were straight releasing everything we hooked. Fun fun fun! Well needless to say we're in bluefin/dorado mode the rest of today and tomorrow. We have a mast rotation going and I'm sure the passengers have a nap rotation going. The weather is great and I'll finish my report later in the next paragraph.
It's later. We never found any bluefin or dorado. We had many more stops on mixed grades of yellowfin which all went back in the ocean to live to fight again and make babies and stuff. So we'll spend tomorrow looking for the blue dogs and the super colorful ones and then we'll head for home.
For some reason there is 1 spot available on our Accurate sponsored 8 day trip departing Oct. 12th. Weird but yes, 1 spot still available so get off your butts one of you and let's go fishing. We also need to get some of you to go fishing on our 12 day leaving on Dec. 2nd. That trip is cool because if there is 200 + pound yellowfin at the lower banks you get to fish them for up to 7 days! And if they aren't around there at that time there is still plenty of time to get down below to the Hurricane Bank and catch them down that way too along with the wahoos. So let's go people!
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