Caveat: Fishing Report #(n + 32)

We were skunked.

I kept waiting for Arthur to say he wanted to go fishing again. He never did. I suspect he finally picked up on my frustration with our efforts and putting up with his “drama” (as Alan termed it), and it’s easy to just keep procrastinating – he’s still Arthur, after all: the erstwhile emperor of procrastination.

Anyway, the other day I pointed out that the weather was looking promising (for a change), and so we set Sunday as a day to try fishing.

We departed the dock at 8 AM. It was quite windy – there’d been a rainy deluge in the predawn hours, as we’ve been having quite a few of, lately. Instead of getting the usual drizzle-all-day pattern of rain, we’ve been seeing these massive deluges of an hour or two, broken up then by spots of sun and strong wind: a more “midwestern” weather pattern.

So it was windy and between deluges. We went out to the north end of San Juan Island, and started trolling. Here is a picture.

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We trolled down the west side of the island, rather than our typical east side, so as to stay in the lee side of the island. Not a single bite on our trolling hooks. We stopped at Diamond Point, on the southern tip, and crossed over to Tranquil Point. I was proud of crossing to exactly the point on just visual dead reckoning, not using the boat’s GPS navigator thingy intentionally.

We trolled more but found no fish. The wind calmed and the sun came out for a bit, but Arthur seems to be content with a half-day of fishing, so we headed home at noon, and were docked and stowed at 1 PM.

There was no drama, nothing went wrong, but there were no fish, either. A neutral day.

  • Coho: 5 (minus 1 lost at dock)
  • Kings: 0
  • Halibut: 0
  • Other: 0
  • Too-small fish sent home to mama: 3

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