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I saw where Rick said on another thread that some of you unfortunate land-locked shut-ins live for fishing reports, so I thought I would contribute. I drove my wife and mother down to Rockport on Saturday to check on a couple of lots we bought. So I took along some gear to practice with while they were shuffling around bookstores etc. etc. ad nauseum.
I classify this as an offhore report because I was practicing with offshore tackle, and I actually drove out into the city park area which is a peninsula, so I was not actually on the mainland you understand.
My gear was a nine-foot "Souls 90HHS Finalist True Excaliber" (have you ever pondered on how the Japanese give something a name that sounds like it came out of a Godzilla movie, and we pay extra for it?) with a Stella 20,000 loaded up with about 375 yards of 60 pound braid, a 100 pound shock leader and I tied on a Skagit Designs Lip Slider, about a 3-ounce sinking bait. I had a pretty significant wind behind me as I let fly out into Little Bay--a perfect cast with which I was hoping to snag one of the "personal water craft" that kept shooting by. First Cast. Honest to God--if I'm lying, I'm dying, as I brought the lure in with great sweeping side motions to make it slide, suddenly the rod tip bowed over and I felt the unmistakable pull of a fish on the other end. I assume it must be a small redfish.
I'd like to tell you it pulled out a couple of hundred yards of drag (which was set at about 20 pounds) but no. It gave up the ghost pretty easily--and I pulled in one of the biggest hardheads I have ever seen. Let's just say my tackle was sufficient for the job at hand.
And now that you have read poor old Uncle Russ's report, as someone once replied to one of my other posts: "...well, that's 2 minutes your life you'll never get back."
Russ
I classify this as an offhore report because I was practicing with offshore tackle, and I actually drove out into the city park area which is a peninsula, so I was not actually on the mainland you understand.
My gear was a nine-foot "Souls 90HHS Finalist True Excaliber" (have you ever pondered on how the Japanese give something a name that sounds like it came out of a Godzilla movie, and we pay extra for it?) with a Stella 20,000 loaded up with about 375 yards of 60 pound braid, a 100 pound shock leader and I tied on a Skagit Designs Lip Slider, about a 3-ounce sinking bait. I had a pretty significant wind behind me as I let fly out into Little Bay--a perfect cast with which I was hoping to snag one of the "personal water craft" that kept shooting by. First Cast. Honest to God--if I'm lying, I'm dying, as I brought the lure in with great sweeping side motions to make it slide, suddenly the rod tip bowed over and I felt the unmistakable pull of a fish on the other end. I assume it must be a small redfish.
I'd like to tell you it pulled out a couple of hundred yards of drag (which was set at about 20 pounds) but no. It gave up the ghost pretty easily--and I pulled in one of the biggest hardheads I have ever seen. Let's just say my tackle was sufficient for the job at hand.
And now that you have read poor old Uncle Russ's report, as someone once replied to one of my other posts: "...well, that's 2 minutes your life you'll never get back."
Russ