GHOST ADVENTURES LJ 21DEC15 - Kayak Fishing Adventures on Big Water’s Edge

kjsdad619 · 12-22-2015, 02:27 PM

So there I was...

Woke up Monday morning, knowing that I am pretty much retired from the Navy after 20 years and that it would be a great day to hit the water with my boy Mark for his first time.

Got to the launch, very high tide and some good size waves, we looked at each other as we could see our breath in the cold air and said those two magical words..F^%k it. Got in the yaks, he paddled, I peddled like hell and we made it through. Got past the buoy, dropped sabiki..and went for an hour without a single mac..first time ever. I took that as a sign that we need to head north and drown some squid. We hit 120 feet of water and dropped them down, he had one rod, I had 2. We used this time to get caught up, being he just got back from deployment and were just laughing our asses off like two little school girls when we started to get some bites after about an hour of drifting. Once they stopped, we checked the bait, all gone except for what was on the hook..rebaited and dropped again. Mark started to get some bites, then me on one of my poles. Just as it had stopped my other pole takes off! I let whatever I had on the line take some line then clicked the drag on and felt weight but not much of a run initially. I started to bring in some line, he took a small run..I knew it wasn't a YT but was thinking something else. He really didn't fight too hard and his runs were short but not too powerful, I was holding on with just one arm unlike the two I usually use for YT's..I was still trying to figure out what it was..at this point it was just heavy. In the deepest part of my brain I was praying for a WSB as I had seen Yanni' post from Saturday and knew they were around.

As I started to haul in line, I looked down deep and saw some color...silver...did I just see a ghost?

I had been trying to land my first WSB for about a month now..I landed my home guard YT a few weeks ago which was my largest one yet, but knew from there on I only wanted to hook a WSB and if I caught a YT I would catch and release, no need to be greedy, I respect these fish too much.

Fast Forward...so started to haul in line, saw more silver..then started cranking it up..just as I started to see my leader, Mark looks over at me and says "Bro it's a F&^%king White Sea Bass!" I peeked over and my eyes got big, heart raced..grabbed the gaff, reached over and sank it home. I still had no idea how big it was and knew it was heavy but when I couldn't get it in with one arm and had to use two,,knew this was my biggest fish yet period. I started to pull him over the side and couldn't believe it, he slid in and put his head in my lap and he was still not all the way in..I looked at Mark and his jaw dropped..I looked down at the ghost and no kidding kissed his head and said thank you, and as always thanked the man above and mother ocean..then proceeded to hoot and holler.

Time on deck 0920, water temp 63, 120 feet of water.

Got on shore, tried to just load up and roll out but the skittles on the beach in their shiny helmets took notice..

Got home, measured and weighed with my scale..52 inches, and 45 lbs after gutting out in water.

I have always had respect for the ocean, the fish in it and those of us who venture out onto the open water to enjoy life and what this sport does for us both mentally and physically. As a lot of you know I just started in April and through this forum and meeting many of you I have learned a lot, so I wanted to say thank you and I appreciate it! I have made some great friends through kayak fishing and that comradery that I had in the military is alive and well in this community.

Looking forward to meeting many more of you and I'll see you out on the water!

Ryan

12-22-2015, 02:27 PM	#1
kjsdad619 Just a Salty Sailor Join Date: Jun 2015 Location: San Diego Posts: 193	GHOST ADVENTURES LJ 21DEC15 So there I was... Woke up Monday morning, knowing that I am pretty much retired from the Navy after 20 years and that it would be a great day to hit the water with my boy Mark for his first time. Got to the launch, very high tide and some good size waves, we looked at each other as we could see our breath in the cold air and said those two magical words..F^%k it. Got in the yaks, he paddled, I peddled like hell and we made it through. Got past the buoy, dropped sabiki..and went for an hour without a single mac..first time ever. I took that as a sign that we need to head north and drown some squid. We hit 120 feet of water and dropped them down, he had one rod, I had 2. We used this time to get caught up, being he just got back from deployment and were just laughing our asses off like two little school girls when we started to get some bites after about an hour of drifting. Once they stopped, we checked the bait, all gone except for what was on the hook..rebaited and dropped again. Mark started to get some bites, then me on one of my poles. Just as it had stopped my other pole takes off! I let whatever I had on the line take some line then clicked the drag on and felt weight but not much of a run initially. I started to bring in some line, he took a small run..I knew it wasn't a YT but was thinking something else. He really didn't fight too hard and his runs were short but not too powerful, I was holding on with just one arm unlike the two I usually use for YT's..I was still trying to figure out what it was..at this point it was just heavy. In the deepest part of my brain I was praying for a WSB as I had seen Yanni' post from Saturday and knew they were around. As I started to haul in line, I looked down deep and saw some color...silver...did I just see a ghost? I had been trying to land my first WSB for about a month now..I landed my home guard YT a few weeks ago which was my largest one yet, but knew from there on I only wanted to hook a WSB and if I caught a YT I would catch and release, no need to be greedy, I respect these fish too much. Fast Forward...so started to haul in line, saw more silver..then started cranking it up..just as I started to see my leader, Mark looks over at me and says "Bro it's a F&^%king White Sea Bass!" I peeked over and my eyes got big, heart raced..grabbed the gaff, reached over and sank it home. I still had no idea how big it was and knew it was heavy but when I couldn't get it in with one arm and had to use two,,knew this was my biggest fish yet period. I started to pull him over the side and couldn't believe it, he slid in and put his head in my lap and he was still not all the way in..I looked at Mark and his jaw dropped..I looked down at the ghost and no kidding kissed his head and said thank you, and as always thanked the man above and mother ocean..then proceeded to hoot and holler. Time on deck 0920, water temp 63, 120 feet of water. Got on shore, tried to just load up and roll out but the skittles on the beach in their shiny helmets took notice.. Got home, measured and weighed with my scale..52 inches, and 45 lbs after gutting out in water. I have always had respect for the ocean, the fish in it and those of us who venture out onto the open water to enjoy life and what this sport does for us both mentally and physically. As a lot of you know I just started in April and through this forum and meeting many of you I have learned a lot, so I wanted to say thank you and I appreciate it! I have made some great friends through kayak fishing and that comradery that I had in the military is alive and well in this community. Looking forward to meeting many more of you and I'll see you out on the water! Ryan Attached Images __________________ So there I was.. Last edited by kjsdad619; 12-22-2015 at 02:37 PM.