11 pass. 2 yellowtail 53 calico bass and plenty of whitefish and rockfish. Extremely light load for tomorrow.
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May 15, 2025 surf city nc pier Fishing Report
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May 14, 2025 surf city nc pier Fishing Report
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Fished for a couple of hours this morning with no signs of larger grade tuna so we left and will be fishing in a different spot tomorrow. Had a Oriental noodle salad this afternoon that was out of this world. Really good. Our weather continues to be in the beautiful category and we are all enjoying that. Wish us luck for some of those bigger fish. We'll check in tomorrow.
Thanks,
Tommy and crew
May 13, 2025 surf city nc pier Fishing Report
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~~Sep. 16
Yesterday morning I was looking at the positions and forecasts of positions and conditions of hurricane Odile and it sure looked to me like we'd be able to go around it that night. So after consulting with Tommy, he did some research and he agreed. And by dark yesterday I was 95 percent sure we could do it. Not enough. We need 100 percent out here. So we headed straight west most of the night until I got an update on the storm at 2:00 am which made me 100 percent sure we could easily make it around the storm. So we hung a left and we've been traveling all day heading for Alijos Rocks. We had some choppy weather this morning but we couldn't tell by our ride because we were going with it. Down swell = a good ride. The weather is nice now that I write this and we're expecting the same the next few days at least.
We usually expect a couple travel days on an 8 day trip and today was one of ours. We did try really hard though to find a nice big dorado kelp but we were unsuccessful. The only kelps we found weren't big enough to hold a school of mahi. So we'll have to do it tomorrow or the next day. Or the next, OK. We'll be concentrating on wahoo first thing tomorrow. We'll be saying our wahoo prayers tonight. I'll check back later.
May 12, 2025 surf city nc pier Fishing Report
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Friday, August 19th, 2011
Hi friends. Just finishing up our day here on the Supreme. Gear is broken down, tackle is stowed top-side, and the boat is scrubbed from bow to butt. We began our day with a blind Bluefin jig strike and managed to land a few bait fish when we started to meter them pretty solid under the boat. After losing the majority of the fish we hooked, the school bailed and we soon followed. The Yellowfin weren't far behind and we managed to put together a really nice day on fish in the 12-25 lb. range with one standout landed by Henry "Blue" Maine. Henry's Yellowfin looks to go about 55 lbs. and no, it was not a Big Eye. Blue's our boy and we're very proud of him. Anyhow, most of our fish came on blind jig strikes and every now and then we'd see a nice sonar school of them and have on-the-corner type fishing. With all the action and chaos, and I do mean chaos, we have a very healthy load of tuna in our holds to compliment our Yellowtail catch from yesterday and our five Albacore from Wednesday. Everyday, things are looking more promising and more promising with Bluefin, Yellowfin, and more reported Albacore being caught, this offshore tuna thing might just be getting started. We'll see but with two straight solid tuna trips in the books, we'll be looking for a third tomorrow when we take off for five days. The weather is a bit rolly but without too much wind to jack things up and as of now (1700), our traveling weather is just fine.
So that's all. We're shooting for a 0630 ETA tomorrow morning. There will be eight long-range boats from all three landings arriving and departing tomorrow so we'll be on the hustle. We'll be dropping off Ryan and friends and picking up Joe Beck and the Bob Vance crew for a five day ocean-going party and we shall welcome them with open arms. We'll chat with you tomorrow. Take care and happy Friday.
-Team Supreme-
Thursday, August 18th, 2011
Hi friends. We arrived to the southern Yellowtail grounds this morning to find that things were not right. We managed a few OK drifts but we didn't see the life that the boats saw in the days prior. No shortage of fish, that's for sure, they were just too scattered out and weren't in the right mode. In the afternoon, we made a run to the northern grounds to find a little bit better sign of fish and we ended our day having a couple decent drifts on some 15-22 lb. 'tails with an occasional cow mixed in. We also caught/released some dandy Calico Bass and tagged one nice Grouper. A little bit better surface iron action today than we've seen all year and our master of ceremonies, Ryan, had himself a good day until Barry broke his favorite surface iron. All in all, it was a fine day of Yellowtail fishing. Our weather was prime all day, excellent bronzing conditions as it was hot and sunny.
So we're currently making way back up to finish our trip up with some tuna. A couple boats started located some actual schools of those Yellowfin tuna and we're hoping to do that tomorrow as well. Our weather is a mild chop with some breeze but we're just fine with it, as long as it doesn't freshen up. We'll chat with you tomorrow.
-Team Supreme-
Wednesday, August 17th, 2011
Good evening everyone. Like I began last trips report, I just wanted to reiterate just how quickly things can change out here on the ocean. The prior Bluefin zone that yielded us and the entire fleet a spectacular catch just a couple days before was absolutely starving for life and we never saw nor caught a Bluefin tuna today. Also, the gorgeous weather that we had been blessed with for the better part of a week was now windy, cold, and a bit choppy. The day was looking very bleak to say the least as it took us hours to land our first fish of the day, a Yellowfin tuna in the 15 lb. class. It was very slow for the morning time and all the way through lunch time. Single jig fish here, single jig fish there and with that, the announcement was made to get the Yellowtail gear ready as we would be traveling southerly for the remainder of the day to be in a position to do some Yellowtail fishing tomorrow morning.
It wasn't too long after we pointed the Supreme on our coastal course that we started getting blind jig strikes on the Yellowfins. We would consistently start jigging up double and triple jig strikes and when we finally hung a few bait fish, things got a little interesting. One of our best stops of the day was for nine Yellowfin and five Watermelons. Watermelons: a little Tommy Rothery terminology for you. These fish have been eluding the fleet for quite some time now and in traditional years, we catch these Watermelons later in the season in August/September. Not the traditional setup to find these fish in, with a Yellowfin school in warm water but for whatever reason, they were there and we managed to land five of these beauties. What is a Watermelon you ask? Albacore tuna in the 30-40 lb. class. That's right, we caught some slug Albacore today. What an awesome surprise and not only caught some, we also metered a few on the fathometer. Could this be the start of something or were they just lost souls hitch-hiking with their Yellowfin counterparts? Who knows but this next week in long-range fishing will be very interesting. Will it tell the tale if it will be the epic, super tardy Albacore season of 2011 or just a nice surprise here or there for the fleet? We'll see. Nonetheless, our first Albacore of the season were a welcome sight. We missed those beautiful specimens and we definitely took a few minutes to stare down the fish on the deck and appreciate what beautiful creatures they are. Hopefully, there are more to come.
Although we scored a decent day jigging up Yellowfin in the 12-18 lb. class, we maintained our course and our gameplan remains the same to fish Yellowtail tomorrow. It's not like we saw school after school after school. All of our jig fish were blind jig strikes and we never saw anything to get us really excited. We did have a couple stops where they rushed the boat and we had chaos on the corner but like I said, it was mostly a troll-fest today. All in all, we had a fine day and we're looking to had some 'tails to go along with our 'fins and we'll try the tuna fishing thing the day after tomorrow. Take care and wish us luck.
-Team Supreme-
Tuesday, August 16th, 2011
Hi friends. We awoke not-so bright but very early this morning to start our day. Being the 0530 boat getting into the landing, we had to bust it into overdrive so that the Shogun, Searcher, and three 1.5 boats could unload their passengers and fish as well. In a timely manner, the Heil group and their bounty of Bluefin, Yellowfin, Yellowtail, Dorado, Halibut, Calico bass, and Barred Sand bass were successfully unloaded and we bid the boys farewell until next season. Just an awesome trip for those guys, hard to beat if you ask me and we all busted butt to find them some fish and find some fish we did - and then some. Big fish honors go for the top three Bluefin tuna; The one and only Mr. Joe De Marco -- 45.4 lb. BFT. Jim Chivas -- 41.4 lb. BFT. And last but not least, our very own Mark Clark's son, Chace, took third with his 40. 2 pounder. Good going to the gang and to Chase, remember the invaluable advice that you're Uncles' Richie and Drew gave to you. Anyhow, back out for another trip and we welcomed aboard the wildest charter-master known to man, Ryan "Black Cloud" Christianson and his group from Let's Talk Hook-Up.
So four days with the man, the myth, the legend, Ryan and his closest friends. After the tackle seminar, Ryan raffled out some goodies and Mr. Jimmy Houston won the big prize of a Shimano Tyrnos reel. Reports are sounding like a Yellowfin take-over from the previous Bluefin zone and we're going to go see what's shaking down that way and see if we can't locate the Bluefins that were M.I.A. today. If we can't locate the short-fins, we'll stay busy with some of those Yellowfins and decide our next move from that point on. Weather is great, got plenty of bait, and we'll be in the zone tomorrow...early, not late. Take care.
-Team Supreme-
May 11, 2025 surf city nc pier 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.
May 8, 2025 surf city nc pier Fishing Report
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~~July 16
We had a very very good day today. Stoked. We got in the water we were looking for around nine this morning and it wasn't an hour before we found our first school. We plunked away for a couple hours and when things slowed down, we got the call from our buddy Brian on the American Angler who was drifting a mile or so upswell of us and he was on the boomer school so we went over and gave him a hand. About an hour later another boat showed up and we took a break. I sent everyone in for lunch while myself and the crew got the deck under control and fired up another fish hold. After lunch we went on the hunt again and found another deal, and then another but by that time most of the anglers were now spectators. An hour before dark we found another good school and we may have had 5 or 6 people fishing all with a bent rod. That's what we call a very very good day.
We're off to Cedros Island. We'll be there prior to daylight and we hope for some good yellowtail action for the next couple of days.
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