Great White in LJ - Kayak Fishing Adventures on Big Water’s Edge

maui jim · 08-16-2010, 08:40 PM

The Taxman commith...........

steveooo · 08-16-2010, 09:53 PM

The tax man came...

http://www.norcalkayakanglers.com/in...c,25902.0.html

You may need an account. Pucker factor for sure...

deepdvr · 08-16-2010, 10:04 PM

Doesn't surprise me. Bean hollow is just a few miles north of Ano Nuevo, which has one of the sickest right-hand breaks in NorCal. Oddly enough, there is never anyone out in the lineup and for good reason. Elephant seal breeding ground = many GWS. While growing up there, I surfed many sketchy spots in the area but never that one.

Here's the link to the newspaper story: http://www.santacruzsentinel.com/nat...ng/ci_15796029

Here's the recount from the yaker.

"thanks for the love fellas,,,,,you know if it were not for NCKA and the botherhood& love we have(i'd still be waiting for Trout to find my powerbait)

I told the kids,"their ambilical cords were getting severed today" and you're gonna have to find your own structure. I'm headed south, we pounded this whole area fro the last two days". Off I went, paddling hard and steady out to 60fow, zig-zaging, looking for virgin mounds to pound. I was determined to find me a big fish first. I did not find any mounds beyond the 60 depth, so when I hit that rocky cluster area that seperates the little beaches, I turned and paddled straight towards the beach. I know that area, planing to stop when I came to the shelf of stucture that raises fast from 60feet deep to 40ft. real quickly. As soon as I saw what I desired, I put it in reverse and stopped. I radioed my location and was gonna drift back north towards the crew. It was glassy w/over 15feet of visability, dropped pins could be heard from miles away.
~close your eyes and breath now~
A hard thump, followed by what sounded & felt like my kayak was getting dragged over boulders. It came from the depths. hard and as soon as it touched, my yak was suddenly tilting sideways and being pushed hard. As i'm sliding out of it sideways, my body&legs were getting pulled underneath. i'm holding onto my seat straps or the handles as I knew what was happening to me then, I was about to be eaten.I remember a quick calm like feeling, like a thought of, "oh well, a shark is attacking me and this is the end" but my grip was solid and I had a whole day of fishing ahead. picture my kayak on its side spinning and me plastered chest to seat with legs being pulled under.The beast would not stop attacking and every forward thrush drove me deeper into the water until I finally ended up underneath and still holding on. This went on for what felt like a long time. I was completely underwater and losing grip, but somehow held on to the handle that was on the safe side. I remember kicking and grasping for whatever i could find with my lose hand. I pulled myself up on the one handle, cuz there must have been enough counter balance to keep it from getting sideways i guess. It countinued to hit&chew. My head above water now and stil getting pulled under, I feel for the scupper holes below my seat and like a rockclimber I stick a finger in and start pulling and kicking, now having both fingers in both holes, I pull myself chin-up style up & onto the bottom of my yak, he is still driving me in circles, knowing there is LIVE prey somewhere in here.Its head&gills were completely out of the water, locked onto my lifeline. I looked into the Real_Hunters eye which is now only a shimmy down the hull and think "well this pattern didn't work at all na d if you dont stop soon, i'm gonna have to crawl up there and punch you in your face= choose wisely!
It chose to let go of my kayak at that point, turn around/do a u-turn, raising higher out of the water with fully opened mouth and nail the flickering blade of the paddle that was still leashed and following right behind it. I remember it's mouth closing and them feeling the pop of the leash. It was my chance to slide back into the water and upright my yak. My survival mode must have been fully engaged, because i dont remember thinking"ok, now is the time i need to go back into the water and flip this thing", it just happened and i was able to jump right back in without a hitch. I grabbed my handles, lowered my center of gravity and braced for round two. Maybe a few seconds passed by,thenI remembered my waterproof WestMarine VHF radio and relaxed knowing the crew heard my request for assistance. I sat there looking at the circle of my stuff around me and one of the articles were my much needed paddle. I did a couple of hand strokes, but quickly returned them to the handles and back into the fetal position. My knife sheath must have broke somehow, but guess where i found it, sitting in the footwells, just laying there, so in my mouth it

as i see my rescue party on the horizan. "

Sketch

ronbo613 · 08-19-2010, 02:17 PM

I saw about a 10' whitey swim under my kayak while I was making bait under the pier before dawn one time. Scary, but fascinating. Scared all the bait away.
Got some big ones up here in the PacNW.

Bob Madore · 08-19-2010, 02:28 PM

Its a matter of time before they learn to tip yaks over for the snacks inside.

Pushing the noses of yaks out of the water is getting freaky.

I just hope yellow is not their favorite color.

bluesquids · 08-19-2010, 03:25 PM

Who wants to go spearfishing with me this Saturday?

Actually, it's a bluewater meet going on, so there might be a couple more of us out there than usual.

tmc · 08-20-2010, 07:09 AM

From the NorCal -
"Dan had a 16 foot red hobie adventure and Adam was on a yellow 13-foot Ocean Kayak Prowler.

Dan was hit on July 21, 2007 and Adam on Aug 14, 2010."

Red... Yellow... I am glad mine is white. I've only heard of them hitting red and yellow yaks from all I've read so far. I wonder how many people will be changing yak colors ; )

08-16-2010, 08:40 PM	#1
maui jim Senior Member Join Date: May 2010 Location: Cypress, CA Posts: 789	The Taxman commith........... __________________

08-16-2010, 10:04 PM	#3
deepdvr Senior Member Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Carlsbad Posts: 591	Doesn't surprise me. Bean hollow is just a few miles north of Ano Nuevo, which has one of the sickest right-hand breaks in NorCal. Oddly enough, there is never anyone out in the lineup and for good reason. Elephant seal breeding ground = many GWS. While growing up there, I surfed many sketchy spots in the area but never that one. Here's the link to the newspaper story: http://www.santacruzsentinel.com/nat...ng/ci_15796029 Here's the recount from the yaker. "thanks for the love fellas,,,,,you know if it were not for NCKA and the botherhood& love we have(i'd still be waiting for Trout to find my powerbait) I told the kids,"their ambilical cords were getting severed today" and you're gonna have to find your own structure. I'm headed south, we pounded this whole area fro the last two days". Off I went, paddling hard and steady out to 60fow, zig-zaging, looking for virgin mounds to pound. I was determined to find me a big fish first. I did not find any mounds beyond the 60 depth, so when I hit that rocky cluster area that seperates the little beaches, I turned and paddled straight towards the beach. I know that area, planing to stop when I came to the shelf of stucture that raises fast from 60feet deep to 40ft. real quickly. As soon as I saw what I desired, I put it in reverse and stopped. I radioed my location and was gonna drift back north towards the crew. It was glassy w/over 15feet of visability, dropped pins could be heard from miles away. ~close your eyes and breath now~ A hard thump, followed by what sounded & felt like my kayak was getting dragged over boulders. It came from the depths. hard and as soon as it touched, my yak was suddenly tilting sideways and being pushed hard. As i'm sliding out of it sideways, my body&legs were getting pulled underneath. i'm holding onto my seat straps or the handles as I knew what was happening to me then, I was about to be eaten.I remember a quick calm like feeling, like a thought of, "oh well, a shark is attacking me and this is the end" but my grip was solid and I had a whole day of fishing ahead. picture my kayak on its side spinning and me plastered chest to seat with legs being pulled under.The beast would not stop attacking and every forward thrush drove me deeper into the water until I finally ended up underneath and still holding on. This went on for what felt like a long time. I was completely underwater and losing grip, but somehow held on to the handle that was on the safe side. I remember kicking and grasping for whatever i could find with my lose hand. I pulled myself up on the one handle, cuz there must have been enough counter balance to keep it from getting sideways i guess. It countinued to hit&chew. My head above water now and stil getting pulled under, I feel for the scupper holes below my seat and like a rockclimber I stick a finger in and start pulling and kicking, now having both fingers in both holes, I pull myself chin-up style up & onto the bottom of my yak, he is still driving me in circles, knowing there is LIVE prey somewhere in here.Its head&gills were completely out of the water, locked onto my lifeline. I looked into the Real_Hunters eye which is now only a shimmy down the hull and think "well this pattern didn't work at all na d if you dont stop soon, i'm gonna have to crawl up there and punch you in your face= choose wisely! It chose to let go of my kayak at that point, turn around/do a u-turn, raising higher out of the water with fully opened mouth and nail the flickering blade of the paddle that was still leashed and following right behind it. I remember it's mouth closing and them feeling the pop of the leash. It was my chance to slide back into the water and upright my yak. My survival mode must have been fully engaged, because i dont remember thinking"ok, now is the time i need to go back into the water and flip this thing", it just happened and i was able to jump right back in without a hitch. I grabbed my handles, lowered my center of gravity and braced for round two. Maybe a few seconds passed by,thenI remembered my waterproof WestMarine VHF radio and relaxed knowing the crew heard my request for assistance. I sat there looking at the circle of my stuff around me and one of the articles were my much needed paddle. I did a couple of hand strokes, but quickly returned them to the handles and back into the fetal position. My knife sheath must have broke somehow, but guess where i found it, sitting in the footwells, just laying there, so in my mouth it as i see my rescue party on the horizan. " Sketch Last edited by deepdvr; 08-16-2010 at 11:11 PM.

08-19-2010, 02:17 PM	#4
ronbo613 Waterman At Large Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: On the Water Posts: 199	I saw about a 10' whitey swim under my kayak while I was making bait under the pier before dawn one time. Scary, but fascinating. Scared all the bait away. Got some big ones up here in the PacNW. __________________ Kayak Fishing Photos and Video

08-19-2010, 03:25 PM	#6
bluesquids Senior Member Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: Jamul, CA Posts: 243	Who wants to go spearfishing with me this Saturday? Actually, it's a bluewater meet going on, so there might be a couple more of us out there than usual. __________________ Thanks, bluesquids

08-16-2010, 09:53 PM	#2
steveooo Senior Member Join Date: Sep 2005 Posts: 1,922	The tax man came... http://www.norcalkayakanglers.com/in...c,25902.0.html You may need an account. Pucker factor for sure...

08-19-2010, 02:28 PM	#5
Bob Madore Junior Join Date: May 2007 Posts: 12	Its a matter of time before they learn to tip yaks over for the snacks inside. Pushing the noses of yaks out of the water is getting freaky. I just hope yellow is not their favorite color.

08-20-2010, 07:09 AM	#7
tmc Junior Join Date: Apr 2010 Posts: 26	From the NorCal - "Dan had a 16 foot red hobie adventure and Adam was on a yellow 13-foot Ocean Kayak Prowler. Dan was hit on July 21, 2007 and Adam on Aug 14, 2010." Red... Yellow... I am glad mine is white. I've only heard of them hitting red and yellow yaks from all I've read so far. I wonder how many people will be changing yak colors ; )