Yes it's that time of year when I start my annual quest for a 40 pound halibut.
After a 28 day run at work that consumed the whole month or April, I was itchen for some fishin. I took last Tuesday off to worked my magic down in San Diego Bay. Between the bait pump problems, the over population of seals and acres of small barracuda, it didn't take me long to get re-aquatinted with the frustration of halibut fishing. Tuesday yielded a big zero on the halibuts and just enough trash fish to keep me awake.
Today the plan was to explore the north coast from Del Mar down to Scripps. The wind was up early at a perfect 8-10 knot, the bait was big and I had my luck shorts on, clean side in. Even with all that going for me, I still came home with an empty cooler. I did have 2 bait that had the unmistakable raking of a halibut attack. Most likely they were small fish that just couldn't get their lips around the Mr. Ed sized bait I was using.
Next trip I'm headed back to my honey hole off the Hotel Del. If I can't get my game back on track down there, it's going to be a long summer.
Mike