I had been out of the water for a month and busy working and changing my far share of diapers. Called my friend Perry who's gills were also dry and my brother for a day of diving. With capt. Ahab (my dad) live boating it we headed out early Thursday morning in hopes of finding the fish. We arrived at the bed we wanted to try first and found two boats anchored. The Toranado and Maridosa were hanging on the very far outside east end of the kelp and we decided to jump in inside on the west end.
After getting suited up and our gear squared away we jumped in. My brother went shallow, I kinda stayed in the middle and Perry was working toward the outer edge. Made a couple dives to get the air out of my suit and acclimated to my surroundings. On my fifth drop I heard music to my ears! It was like an orchestra of croaking, deep baritone croaks that were definitively sea bass. On every drop they sounded closer and closer, I was now in the zone and waiting to see these fish. I was hanging at about 20' feet at the end of my breath hold when a school of around 20-30 fish, maybe more came though. The fish were close and not spooked at all, look for my best shot and stoned one. He tuned belly up not taking any line off my reel. Once I got the fish on my stringer and started swimming back to the boat I see Perry getting in with a nice fish as well. Well it was only 30 min an Perry and I were done for the day. It was 3 hours later that my brother killed his first sea bass around 15 lbs, needless to say he was pumped.
We dove for calicos and tried looking for yellow tail with no luck on the YT. Capt. Ahab scored a nice flat boy from the boat on fresh dead squid. We didn't weight the fish but our best guess was Perry's fish went just over 30lbs and was of course bigger than mine which we thought was over 25lbs.
All in all, it was a great day of diving.
Music to my ears...6-09 report
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