Even though I took a hiatus from fishing this water, I know this water. I really know this water. If I call any water a "home" water, I suppose it's Newport Bay. Last year I fished it twice and it disappointed me deeply. Those 20-50 fish mornings I expected, those that Yosh and I experienced years ago didn't materialize. Earlier this year I asked Capt. Bill Calhoun what's the deal with this place now and he let me know that the dredging screwed up the fishery pretty good. Since last year's outing and hearing Bill's comments I've been somewhat skeptical of this place. Nevertheless we decided to take the pram out to check it out. Tides were not optimal but adequate. The skies were overcast and it was somewhat cold. Water temps are around 50 degrees. Not at all optimal conditions.
Now drifting through the moored boats my rod went heavy again. And again I thought I might have hooked up on some eel grass and as I stripped line the rod finally shook. I knew by the fight it must be a halibut. I pulled him up and finally saw the 15 inch halibut. Every time I tried to land him he ran. He eventually turned the boat and Chul's line and mine crossed. Right after I shook Chul's fly off my rod the halibut came loose. After leaving this section and drifted near the Sherriff's dock I managed another halibut this time of smaller dimensions. I managed to land this one.
Chul and I fished some more and missed some nice fish before calling it quits after our casting deteriorated to crap. After loading the pram into the truck we headed to Crow Burger Kitchen on the way out for a Crow Burger and duck fat French fries.
|The Crow Boy Burger|
|Duck Fat French Fries|