Took my Mr Buddy Heater down to the boat this morning (6:30 am). Heard the weather man say it was 31 at the airport; burr.
Reached the boat to find my guys sitting in their trucks
It must be cold.
Turned the heater on and cleaned all the windows so I could see. We left the dock and headed to the mouth of the Patapsco. Dropped 6 lines with #1,2 and 3 planers and Captain John spoons. Worked the channel edges (20-30 ft) and picked up 4 nice fat 22-24 inch rock. Lots of bait, but few birds
Trolled about 3 hours and decided to go look for birds working so we could jig a few
I had a friend from Pa. who doesn't get to fish often, but likes to jig.
We found a fair number of birds working over small fish, and played with them for a little while. Got frustrated with these tiny rock and shot across the bay looking for better sign.
Half way across, the bay looked like a volcano was erupting underneath
Bigger birds=bigger fish. Water was boiling with shorts (15-17 inches) on top and keepers (25-28 inches) under them. My buddies didn't let me catch another keeper fish. They had me netting one after another. We were holding up their fish and saying, "Which one is bigger?" The biggest went in the box, the others over the side.
Fist pumps, laughing, and good natured ribbing was commonplace on the back of the deck. The tide (incoming) would allow us to drift right through the birds and fish. The mayhem taking place underwater was amazing. Fish were following our caught fish up from the bottom.
Everything was feeding on silversides. The fish box was loaded with bait spit up by the fish. We also caught some nice size blues (but not many)
Water was clear enough to watch fish slicing through the bait. Talk about fun!!
Headed for the barn around 2pm. It was nice to have a couple guys be able to filet fish while I cleaned the boat and flushed the motor. I'm tired, but still riding a high
Get out while you can. The rest of this week looks very fishable.
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