Day: July 3, 2020

We went out fishing today. Joe and his friend Paul came along.
We intended an early start, but a dead battery in the boat slowed our departure, and we didn’t leave until about 8:30.
The forecast was for “light wind” and “seas 1 ft”. In fact the wind was at least 10 knots, and maybe 15 in the afternoon, and this kicked up the water into 2-4 waves.
First we headed for the northeast corner of San Ignacio Island, and we trolled for salmon. Nothing. From the southwest corner of San Ignacio, we motored southward to the west side of Suemez Island. Trolling there, still no salmon, but a hefty lingcod bit Arthur’s hook off San Jose Point. We also caught some small black bass – most were thrown back but a few were large enough to decide to keep. “It’s a fillet,” is how Joe phrased it.
We trolled some more, across Port Santa Cruz. The swells were wide and slow, about 3 feet, with open ocean to the southwest of us.
Giving up on trolling and salmon, we tried for halibut in the center of Port Santa Cruz. Joe caught one small halibut, and several rock fish. Art caught the bottom with his hook – twice. The second time he got really angry. He was kicking the boat. And when Joe and I tried to help, he yelled at us and was pretty scary. I felt awkward and embarrassed.
Finally, Joe wanted to find another halibut, and we tried bottom fishing in two more spots, one on the northwest corner of Suemez and again back at the north end of San Ignacio. But the wind was picking up and it wasn’t easy keeping the boat still.
We headed home and by the time the boat was cleaned and the fish all cut up and in packages for freezing, it was dinner time.
I’ll make some fish soup tomorrow.
Here is Arthur’s lingcod.

Here is the view toward the south end of Baker Island off the bow, from Port Santa Cruz.

Here is an eagle, looking for handouts (thrown away too-small fish).

Here is the blue sea off San Ignacio Island’s north end.

Here are Arthur and Joe cleaning some fish.