Moving along to August- 8/1/14

I simply can't believe it's August.  The kids will start back to school in a few short weeks, and Labor Day is exactly one month away.  It's been a relatively cool summer, in fact the coolest July I can ever remember.  We even turned off the A/C for a few days this week.

I had planned to fish both Friday and Saturday.  The forecast called for 30% chance of rain Friday, 80% Saturday so I knew I had better at least get the Friday trip in.  I was joined by my friend Brian for this one. We launched at 3 pm for the 6 pm high tide.  It had rained lightly all day and of course was raining when we launched.  I had Brian bring me an extra set of rain gear, so we were good.  Wind was about 10 mph out of the east, definitely not my favorite direct for good fishing.  We started by making few drifts near buoy 12.  The wind and tide were moving us pretty swiftly in a northwest pattern.  We were getting strikes but missing most of the fish.  After two long drifts, I had caught 2 decent fish in about 45 ft of water.  This action was not enough to keep me planted here, and besides I wanted to continue on to South Marsh, where I would anchor near shore in try to stir up some other species.  So off we went. to the north shore of South Marsh.

In an effort to get out of the direct east wind, I chose to anchor on the north facing shore of the island.  I'm really not familiar with the depth contour beyond this, and I really need to man up sometime and explore more of it.  I would especially love to venture up some of the guts, I'm told there are deep holes up there holding rockfish.  Any way, while the north shore got us partially out of the wind, I was not able to drift my rig like I did last time, as the tide was not running past like to would have been on either east or west sides.  Bummer.  We managed to put 4 more decent hardhead (11-12 inches) in the cooler, as well as two rockfish, which of course were "big enough".  As the tide changed, and the wind shifted to a more NNE, the fishing never did pick back up.  I was hoping the overcast and light rain would have fired things up, but no such luck. And so, at 7 pm we decided to call it a day.

After Friday I had had about enough of playing in the rain.  The forecast for Saturday was pretty dismal with more rain expected.  And since Friday had been unremarkable in terms of fishing, I opted to not wait around all day and fish the 6:45 pm high tide.  Better fishing or better weather could have swayed me otherwise.  As it turned out, the walloping rain never did develop Saturday, but I only watched it from afar at home on radar.  Oh well,... I am hoping to get back for the next favorable tide scenario on August 15.

Friday July 18, 2014- The Stars Align

Every once in a while, as a fisherman I am lucky enough to have the forecasts for wind, temperature, rain, and tide all converge in a favorable light.  And such it was for this Friday, 7/18.  I had known the tide would be high at a perfect 7:45 pm.  And all week long the weather had been forecasted to be near perfect, with winds out of the east and waves at one feet, no chance of rain and temps in the mid-80’s.  As Thursday arrived, I couldn’t resist to pull the trigger and take the entire day Friday off, providing me needed time to cut grass, do a few other odd chores, ride my bicycle, etc.

I launched the boat at 4:30 pm and had opportunity to meet my new neighbors Lester and Kim at the boat ramp.  They had purchased Dennis’s house across the street and apparently were dedicated fishermen.  After grabbing a dozen soft crabs to supplement my squid and shrimp, I ventured out into Tangier sound from Wenona.  I was a bit nervous too, as last time out my boat engine had gone into limp mode after registering a HOT code, which I attributed to simply ingesting some grass or mud.  However, the boat ran flawlessly and I started my fishing by doing some drifting near the #12 buoy.  I wanted to first put some hardheads in the cooler before going to my final destination of the shoreline of South Marsh Island, and besides, I also wanted to wait and go to South Marsh a little later.  It didn’t take long to figure out that the Croaker were biting between 36 and 48 feet of water, and so I began drifting west-to-east with the unexpected westerly wind.  After putting 9 nice croaker in the cooler using only squid, it was time to go to South Marsh.

When I got to the northern tip of South Marsh, the wind was still blowing pretty good out of the WNW, so I anchored myself near to shore on the eastern side of the northern part of the island.  From this vantage point I could cast to shore, as well as parallel to shore.  My plan was to cast toward shore using a bottom rig and 2 oz of weight, and also to drift an identical rig with no weight along with the tide.  This was a great approach but I really needed two sets of hands to properly man both rigs, and as a result I missed a lot of fish.  I was especially excited to see the unweighted drifting line go peeling off, but was often too late to set the hook.  In the end, I caught 7 more pretty nice croaker (11-12 inch range, better than the 9-10 inchers I had been catching weeks before), one bluefish, one rockfish, and I believe the biggest white perch (13 inches) I have ever caught. 

Two of the croaker were caught as a double-header on the drifting line, which was quite exciting.  The white perch was caught on the drifting line too, as I had let it go for a long time and had to wrestle it through submerged junk on the way in only to find the perch parked at the end of it.  As the tide subsided, the drifting line no longer drifted so well.  I actually wish I had gotten there just a little bit earlier to catch more of this incoming tide with the drifting line (note to self).  Also, as the tide slacked I started picking up skate and rays, which of course played havoc with my gear.  And then suddenly, the wind switched nearly 180 degrees and started blowing out of the east as predicted, only a bit stronger- and this is when the fishing quit.  I probably could have relocated to avoid the wind, which was now pounding the nearby shore, but the tide was flipping, darkness was approaching, and I decided to call it a night.

No speckled trout or drum as I had hoped, but 19 fish in the cooler eased the pain.  I would have loved to return the following evening, but as I alluded to in my previous post the fishing has been pushed to lower priority for a season, and I don’t know the length of that season.  If nothing else, this makes me appreciate more the opportunities that I do get to fish.  And so, I dream of the next time, hopefully two weeks in the future.  But before I go, check out the 3 ½ lb bass I caught last night in Millsboro, Betts Pond on top water.

June 30, back to the creek

O first of all, I am realizing that the summer is ripping by and  I have been remiss at maintaining this blog.  So, somewhere I neglected to update on mid-June and at this point  I cannot recall the details.  So, I will reach back and cover June 30, which I am able to recall.   Briefly, I was down intending to stay most of the week and fish.  My week started on June 30, and with great plans to return to South Marsh, the wind was blowing 25+ knots out of the south and I opted to fish the creek.  I got out there around 4pm armed with squid and shrimp.  And, I managed to put 14 croaker into the cooler, the majority at 11-12 inches, with a couple at 10 and one topping 14. With the extreme south wind and fishing high tide, the tide was really late in rolling back out, a phenomenon I see from time to time.

I returned the next day to catch the same time, also plagued with challenging winds and in addition threatening storms.  Around 4:30 I could see a large anvil cloud forming to the west, which I had the pleasure of staring at for the next 2 hours.  Finally, the accompanying thunder and approaching storm became more than I could safely tolerate and I called it a day.  No fish in the cooler this trip, but I did beat the storm in.  Storms can develop so fast on the Chesapeake in the summertime.

Unfortunately, my week of fishing ended here.  Sometimes there are other things in life that are more important.  Not many, but the ones that are trump everything when they demand your attention.  And I have a feeling that the rest of the season is apt to go this way as well.  But you know what, there will always be opportunities in the future to fish, and the fishing can wait if it needs to.   Did I just say that??

Friday June 6 2014- A near perfect evening.

Friday June 6 2014- A near perfect evening.  Launched out of Wenona at about 5:30 pm to catch the scheduled 9 PM high tide.  Wide was 5-10 out of the west, water temp was low 70’s.  My desire was to catch some rock and speckled trout in shallow water.  So, I started on the west side of the channel north of buoy 12, drifting different depths.  I found some croaker hook-ups in 23-25 ft of water, most around 10 inches but one at 14 (yay!).  They seemed to be non-existent anywhere else at this time.

At around 7:30 I motored over to the northern tip of South Marsh Island.  My thought was, place myself on the north edge of the island as near to shore as possible, where the bait fish might be seeking a reprieve from the incoming tide.  I had not fished this area before, so I cautiously approached but found 5 feet of water all the way up to 25-30 yards away from shore, which is where I anchored.  It was simply beautiful here, nothing but me and the birds.  I cast soft crab and squid at every angle from the boat.  My first fish was a nice 12” croaker, and then the rays showed up.  Not the smaller skate, these were the large cow-nosed rays and appeared to be here mating in shallow water.  So, I wasn’t surprised when the action remained somewhat sparse.  I did manage to avoid hanging one of these monsters, which would have been a real problem fishing solo and in shallow water.  I caught a few more decent hardhead, putting 7 total in the cooler.  Also, I caught one nice rockfish at about 16.5 inches.  Of course I released it,…… I called it a night at 9pm since dark was approaching, and I had to cross the crab pot infested sound solo.  I wish now I had stayed just a little bit longer, but then again I often feel like that after I have completed my fishing venture.

May 25 and "fish on" !

Finally I get to report in on catching some fish.  The month of May was pretty much a wash for as far as bottom fishing goes.  Everything started late due to the cold winter and spring.  And this coolness persisted all through April and May.  And then the wind blew, as usual.  Finally, on Sunday May 25 I got out mid-day (not my preferred time) for some bottom fishing.  Although I had received word of speckled trout being caught near the shore, my quest here was for the sure-thing, and middle of the day I nMay, that would be croaker.

I started out near Buoy 12, just out of Wenona.  And while marking fish on my depth finder at 30 feet, which is where I had been told by a party boat captain the fish were holding, I was not able to get any action.  About 2 hours before tide change, I was ready for a scenery change, and I motored across the channel to the west side, about a half mile farther north, and began drifting through different depths to see where I might hook-up.  It didn’t take long to figure out that 45-55 feet of water on the oncoming tide was the ticket.  The fish were plenty, and they were happy to be ripping off my softcrabs, shrimp, and peeler.  However, they were small.  I probably caught 40 fish but kept only 13.  And of those that I kept, most were around 10 inches, with a few at 12 being caught in clusters right at 50 ft. 

As I write this, I am planning my next adventure.  This upcoming weekend, the weather and wind are forecasted to cooperate both Friday and Saturday.  Furthermore, I’ve got a 9pm high tide on Friday, and a 9:49pm high tide on Saturday.  Stay tuned,… I’m going to shift some of my focus toward sunset fishing for trout and rock.

end of a long, cold winter- 2014.

It was a long, long winter and the coldest I recall in a while.  Heck, we had snow 2^nd week of April, and at least every week before that from late January on (or so it seemed).  The net effect was that everything was thrown out of synch.  As I am writing this (May 13), the bottom fishing is non-existent except for some white perch.  And while the trophy rockfish season seems to have flourished in Tangier Sound, you can’t even buy a peeler or a softcrab.  The few hard crabs are pricey and being shipped off.  This is an inconvenience to the recreational fishermen like myself, it is nearly devastating to the watermen.

Let me catch you up on what little outdoor activities I have been involved in so far for 2014.  First off was winter deer season, January 10-11.  I hunted both days, and finally got a distant shot in the rain my 2^nd day.  Well, impatience led to inaccurate, and that doe is still running free.  Fast forward to turkey season.  I managed to get some time in the woods both in mid-April (4/18) and early May (5/9).  On both trips to the woods, I was not even able to solicit a gobble, cluck or otherwise using my turkey call.  The year before these woods had been loaded with turkey.  And for that matter, I have not been seeing turkey in the usual area locations throughout the spring.  I’m not sure whether their breeding is delayed or what.  Lastly, I have had my boat out twice (4/28 and 5/9).  The first trip was mid-day, tide was high and I was targeting shore-line rockfish before it turned rough and I quit.  The 2^nd trip, I tried bottom fishing with my daughter Kara in the afternoon on a low tide, then the shorelines of both South Marsh Island and also Deal Island in Wenona.  Used bloodworms (and frozen peeler 2^nd trip), but not a single hit either trip.  The water temp is still cold (surface temp of 65F on May 9).  I can recall years like this where a long cold winter delayed the advent of decent fishing.  But, I have no idea at this point how this one is going to play out, but I plan to try again Memorial Day weekend which is early this year.

The one bright so far this year is having worked on skipjack Kathryn on 5 separate occasions.  Most have been working with the ECI inmates, which has been a lot of fun.  These are minimum security guys who are anxious to get outside of the walls of the prison, are hard-working, and eager to make a difference.  I’m looking forward to completing enough hours of service to get the operating organization (Coastal Heritage Alliance) another $500 grant from the company I work for.  I’m anxious to see the boat come together through to completion and hope that I have the opportunity to sail on her come Labor Day.

Deer hunting 2013

I love to deer hunt.  Its something I learned how to do and fell in love with while in college at WVU.  I have shot a fair number of deer over the years, and some of them fairly nice size.  I can now field dress, skin, and butcher my own deer.  I then take the meat and process most into jerky.  Unline some hunters, I'm not into spending my entire Fall chasing deer.  As a result, I haven't gotten into bow hunting, and I don't own a muzzleloader.  Maybe some day, when I have more time.  So, I focus my effort on rifle season in Maryland.  The season lasts a total of 15 days, and make that 13 days for hunting public land (no Sundays).  My wife gives me the grace to disappear for 6 consecutive days, 5 of which I spend out in the field.  I stay at the camper, and my goal is to take at least one deer, and to put meat in the freezer.  I'm no longer particular like I used to be when it comes to my choice of deer.  I can't put up a permanent tree stand and I don't do climbers, so I am now hunting on the ground.  I will happily take a doe, and I'll gladly take a small one. That said,..

I got down to Deal Island Sunday afternoon and it was really cold.  After putting up my ground blind, I went to evening church at Faith Independent in Wenona.  A small gathering of folks but most went out of there was to make me feel welcome, and I am certain that I stuck out like a sore thumb.  Monday 4:20 AM came early, and I had to scrape significant ice off my windshield before leaving the camper at 4:55.  By 5:25 I was in ground blind, which I had decided to use for some morning hunting.  My evening plan was to hunt the main field, sitting on my bucket.  Monday was a blank, as was Tuesday, which was slightly warmer.  The attached photo shows all of my hunt spots.  Fast forward to Wednesday morning, where I was hunting in the upper left corner of the field.  I had hunted here Monday night, and seen deer after 5:15, about 250-300 yrds down the field, too far and dark to take a shot.  Wed. was overcast and upper 40's.  No breeze, and it was actually quite pleasant.   It was a quiet morning, with nothing moving.  I had the entire area to myself, which was nice.  Just before 9AM, when I was considering to leave, I pulled out my phone to check messages, read email, and a quick look at facebook.  As soon as I put the phone away at 9:15, two young doe popped out of the entrance to the impoundment, 130 yards away.  I raised my M1903 onto my tripod and took aim on the larger of the two, then squeezed the trigger.  CLICK!  Apparently, I had neglected to chamber a round after loading the rifle.  So, I pulled back the bolt to find that the next round was jammed.  Oh crap!!  I quickly cleared the jam and got a bullet chambered.  The deer had somehow decided to ignore all of the noise I was sure to have been making and were still standing perpendicular to to me, providing a perfect shot.  This time it all went right, and hit the targeted deer at the beck of the neck, severing its spinal cord and dropping it right on the spot.  A PERFECT KILL.

Within 3 hours, I had the deer gutted, tagged, checked in, transported to the truck, back to the camper, hung up, skinned, butchered, processed, bagged and in the freezer.  Hey, time to hunt the afternoon.  Fast forward to Thursday, which was much warmer and rainy.  And foggy.  Nothing, hunting down at the far right corner of the field although I did see a deer come out there Wednesday evening for a brief second.  Friday was also a bust, although I ended my week hunting down at Pinky's, on Deal Island.  I will spend some more evenings at Pinky's,  I like the layout and it is 3 minutes from my camper.  Final thought:  These deer go almost totally nocturnal come December.  Delaware shotgun season captures more of the true rut, where the deer are roaming some during daylight.  I believe the deer are hunkered down in the daylight during rifle season and often dont move until later at night, particularly if the weather is warmer and they don't need to feed.  I'm thinking about how to adapt my strategies to this,....

There is a final two-day season in early January, and I may hunt it if it is not too cold.  So, until 2014,.... Merry Christmas  !!!!