I’m not a very good fisherman. I’ll be the first…..make that second to admit that. Tawn is usually the firt to admit I suck at fishing. I like the idea of fishing, but never really have the patience for it. Truth be told, I don’t really know what I’m doing. What lure to use, how deep or shallow to put the stupid lure? Where to even be, and then what to do with the damn fish when you do catch it? All very confusing.
But since we’ve left Seattle, I’ve been fishing alot. And since I’ve been catching alot of fish, it makes going out the next day a little easier. We have also caught a crap load of Crab (Dungeness) and a fair amount of Prawns. But those are easy. Put some rotten something in a cage and drop it over board, then pick it up the next day, rinse and repeat.
Last week we (Me, Tawn and Kevin) were out fishing for Lingcod and Halibut and were having a blast catching a ton of fish. When we had a little snafu with a line getting snagged on the bottom and in the process of getting that untangled, I felt a small bite on my line. I pulled it up a bit and had fish on the hook. It did not feel very big, so I was just sorta reeling it in slowly when BAM!, there was a big giant pull on the line and now what ever I was pulling up felt a lot bigger….A LOT bigger.
As it neared the surface I could see the orangeish color of the fish. “Another cod” I thought, then looked closer and could see this huge Lingcod with the fish I caught in it’s mouth! I yelled to Kevin to grab the net. I think I said something like “net, nnnnn, nneeet, NET, NET NETNETNET, GRAB THE FUCKING NET”.
And we pulled this 21.6 pound (yes, I’m claiming that .6 of a pound) lingcod into the dinghy.
So many fish tacos!
When Kev started filming with his Ipad, I was still a little excited
If you’ve never seen a lingcod before, they are beast. Huge mouth full of sharp teeth. Not a very good picture of the mouth, but close enough.
Pre cleaning