Oyster Point Marina, Ca 4.18.2016
Let me slap that butt at Oyster Point
In the past, Oyster point has always produced for me in early spring, but over the last few years I have been working the Berkeley flats for nada—Time to go back to what works, and it paid off. I went to oyster point on Saturday to give a shot at my first butt trip of the year.
I arrive at the oyster point marina as the sun was coming up. A lot of boats were pulling out of the harbor and heading south near the airport. I was OTW by 8:30 a.m. and trolled south to the fleet. The fish finder marked lots of bait balls and scattered bait through out the water column. There were good marks and crashing arcs surround the schools of bait fish.
The morning was warm and the water was flat with the occasional bait fish jumping and scattering the water. A few boats hooked up and the nets started to fly in the late morning. The excitement in the air got me going. Was I gonna get lucky??
“Hey mister you wanna good time…guarantee happy ending. Only 49.99, best deal–only for you”
Yah boy…the morning sucked!! BIG TIME!
“I want my money back lady grrr…”
“sorry no refund mister”
The morning was forgettable with an exception of a scratch bait and a release of an undersize butt. The late afternoon offered a reprieve from the monotonous fishing conditions. By 2 pm, after the tide change, things started to get interesting. The forage fish came alive.
I trolled pass a big bait ball and BAM!! BAM!! I get my first hook up. The fish peeled line and my heart pounded from the instant rush of adrenaline. The rod tip bounced and my braid line transmitted that I got a legitimate fish.
(Please, please, please no BATRAY!).
The pure weight of the fish and the slow painful rise brought back exciting times I’ve had at oyster. The head shakes gave it away. Yeah buddy!!! BUTT!
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I pulled her closer to the boat and she went ballistic. She makes a few blazing runs to the bottom and thrashes her head in her final attempt to spit my hook. Then as if exhaustion gave way to reason she stops and floats on the surface like a magic rug from a fairy tail. I gently guide my net into position and she dashes into the opening. She thrashes the water white and ferociously tumbles inside before relenting.
WOooH! The monkey was off my back and the pressure was off. I game clipped her and put her to bed. I cleared the line and rebaited before starting my troll again. I snapped a photo and sent the update to Slave, Dan and won. While texting Dan I noticed the tip of the rod bend slightly… Then slightly more…Then more… until the curvature indicated I was dragging something along.
“Hey mister…I make your stick hard… Here you feel these?”
“No thanks”, I responded.
“I like big butts and I can not lie, you other brothas can’t deny” (Sir lancealot music starts)
The pole jerks…What???, FISH ON!!!
I grabbed the pole and felt the head shakes before she dashes to the bottom. ZZZZzzz my line peels. I get her to surface from 8 ft of water. A beautiful slab of a butt with the clear distinct white bottom rose from the surface. Yeah buddy!!
I make three futile attempts at landing this fish. She jumps out of the net several times and dashes furiously into the deep. The adrenaline pumping in my veins made my hands twitchy and unsteady. I cleared my head and got composed before trying one more time.
I get her aligned up with the net before she dashes straight into it. I picked up handle as she splashes the water white with bubbles. Woohh!! Double! I set my sights to securing and subduing her. With the game clip on she settles down to sleep and flop a few times before going silent.
With the tide slowly receding and the day coming to a close I paddled into the harbor to end an amazing day.
“Hey mister you wanna happy ending? ”
“Hey lady… I got my happy ending for the day. No Thanks.”
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