Sept 9- Huge Flouder

 Okay, this Could Should Would put Capt Marty back in the Fishing Game...... One Problem.....

The problem is: I HAVE NOT CAUGHT HIM YET..   

Okay, so I was fishing on foot tonight. I had caught 3 Red Drum and 2 Southern Flounder so far. All small and all released. Then, I was about to go home. One Long Cast. Unfortunately, I cast across a rope that ran from a Dock to a freestanding piling. I figured I was about to lose a lead head. Okay, to hell with it..... Then Bam! A strike like a lead weight dropped on my rod tip. I gave it a second...... Lifted  my rod tip sharply and Boom..... The heavy weight. The surge. The head shake. My fish rose to the surface under the Dock Lights. Holy Shit, 8 pound is the Floor. I'd say 10 pound is the Ceiling. Either way, my problems developed quickly. I was already over a rope. The Dock was off limits. Locked. Even if I could get on it, it would still be problems.  My line was 10 lb test. Structure everywhere. I was on foot. No net. No nothing. Suddenly, my big Flounder was also around a piling. Over a rope and around a pilimg...... After 10 minutes of thinking and pondering..... my rod tip was delivering pulses of movement, I decided to break my line and tie it off. Tom.orrow morning I will see if my fish is still there. In the light of day, I will go after him. No deal in the dark. 

I know my odds are low. Very low. It makes me feel good just to hook a fish like this again. I'm stoked...... Total Catch for the Night: 3 Red Drum up to 14", 2 Southern Flounder up to 14", and 2 Inshore Lizardfish.

Sept 5- No Wreck Wreck Fishing

 The Big Duck 5 has sailed a few times without me. Today I made my first "reel" trip. Gerald had a nice tip from a Dive Boat Operator that the D Wreck was crawling with American Red Snappers and the bottom was paved with Flounders. Bobby Edward's is a great source so Gerald called me up Sat Nite and said let's go!! Two parameters. No leaving before 7 and heading in by Noon...... Sounded good to me! Our problem was bait. Menhaden should've been a ten minute problem. No problem. Instead, them slimy little turds eluded us for an hour. Finally, after I caught 5 baits on my fifth throw, Gerald caught 12 dozen on his fifth throw. No bait to way too many baits. Sheesh.

Finally headed to the D Wreck. The big 28 foot Big Duck 5 jumped the Shoals at 40 knots and sprinted to the spot in 20 minutes. Nice. One problem, well 3 problems actually. Three Dive Boats sitting on the Wreck. Damn son, that sucked...... With Noon rapidly approaching, we hit 2 nearby Ledges instead. I fished my spinning rod with a stingsilver after I quickly became aggravated with the nibbles. On my stingsilver I caught 2 American Red Snappers and 2 nice Spanish Mackerel. Gerald caught a Snapper, a nice Bass, and an Octopus. That was it. Seemed like a good little shakedown cruise. Enough filets to feed his household and mine. Total Catch for the Day: 3 American Red Snappers up to 5lbs, 2 Spanish Mackerel up to 3lbs, 1  Black Sea Bass, 1 Spottail Pinfish, 1 Tomtate, 1 Sand Perch, and 1 Octopus

Sept 2- Radio Islan

 I'm feeling really good here lately. No back pain, which is great but I know how quick that can change. A herniated disk is pretty much "herniated" forever. It can flare up at any time. My knees are still "bone on bone". Once the cartilage is worn away, it never grows back. Why my knees aren't killing me on every step now, I Don't Know! But I'm not complaining.  It can all change in a wink. Bend over and tying my shoe.....Boom, my backs out! Step in a hole......Boom, my knee is out! 

Anyway, I'm feeling good. I've been walking out on Radio Island every morning. Bring a little box of metal lures and soft baits. There's been a lot of activity and bait up and down the east facing shoreline. Bluefish and Spanish Mackerel having had big schools of what we always called "red bait". Today, my walk was a big adventure and nice exercise, but no fish caught.

But more was to come.....

So, I ended up at the Fabled Mung Hole. Its been a while but, I figured those fish probably missed me. As much time as spent at those ponds!

So, I took my little 3wt Fly Rod and a box of popping bugs. My favorite. Rubber legged Waterbury flies. LOL First cast I hooked a Bass. A little joker. Suddenly, a huge swirl, whats up? My little fighter has surged out to deep water and bogged down. Heavy weight. Then my line starts rising. Little Bass has a big heart. All the sudden a Big Bass breaks the surface with my little Bass hanging out of the big boys mouth. The, "probable 7 pounder" leaps and shakes his head violently. I figured my little rascal would get tossed from the leviathan's mouth. No such luck, not on the first jump. I've done this before. Years ago, on my way to Miami. At a Wal Mart storm water collection pond. Got a 7lb Bass on my lil 3wt Fly Rod. It ate a Bluegill that ate a popping bug. Never will I forget that day. Unfortunately, I used up my luck, and by the time I dropped my live lobster 200 feet deep and into a school of spawning Cubera Snapper on a wreck off Homestead. Hey, back to my fish today....Second jump, my lil Bass escapes the jaws of the big Bass. No way that large Bass could've swallowed the one that I had hooked...... Moving on, good bite in the little Pond I fished. Total Catch for the Day: 8 Largemouth Bass (up to 13") and 4 Bluegill

Sept 1-- Muskie Fishing in NC

 Today I ventured West to the Fabled French Broad River, well known as NC's only water capable of producing One of Planet Earth's Top 10 Freshwater Gamefish. The Muskelunge. Known as the Fish of 1000 casts. Guys cast plugs for a week and brag about a "follow" or a "swirl". In my 20 years of guiding in Salt Water, when a client showed up on my boat and told me he was a "Muskie" Fisherman, I knew he was going to be okay. Great caster, patient,  and fast learner......

By the way, I'm day dreaming. I'm not in Asheville. I didn't go to the French Broad River. I didn't go Muskie Fishing. I went to Radio Island. I casted my trusty ole Stingsilver. No Mackerel, no Bluefish. I hooked one Needlefish but he escaped. I probably made 250 casts. Made me think of "the fish of 1000 casts". Day Dreaming. Sad. Gotta get back to it...... Total Fish of the Day: ZERO Zilch Nada Nothing Skunk

Aug 29- Spanish Mackerel on Foot

 Hello. I'm back. Its been a long strange trip indeed..... Anyway, this morning I walked out on Radio Island armed with a spinning rod and a stimgsilver. Yesterday had seen a great run of Bluefish up Bulkhead Channel and today I was all set to get my share. Ridiculous that the limit of Bluefish is set at 3 per person. For years I sat in my boat on the Cape Lookout Shoals and lorded over vast schools of 3 pound Bluefish. These black schools of ravenous Bluefish stretched for miles on some days and the great fishing lasted for months. As a matter of fact, some years I could find vast numbers of Bluefish 12 months a year. From on Wrecks from Jan to March, the Ocean Beaches in April, the Shoals ar Cape Lookout from May until December. And..... of course, nearly everywhere there's Salt Water from July through October..... THREE PER PERSON. Capt Marty Moore of the Famous Top Water Charters could get his limit of Bluefish if the limit was 300, right? Well.... not today. In about 3 hours of casting metal, I figure I made probably 400 casts...   I had about 6 strikes. I caught one Spanish Mackerel at 2lbs. Nice. I caught 3 Spanish Mackerel that were about 9-10 inches and I caught a Preachers Prick.  No Bluefish. I had one lure bitten off. I'm pretty certain it was a Bluefish. oh well. 99 % of the Coastal North Carolina Fishermen would rather have a Spanish Mackerel than a Bluefish. Not me. I would've preferred to have had my limit of 3 Bluefish plus a bonus Mackerel. Didn't happen, not today! Total Catch for the Day: 4 Spanish Mackerel up to 2 lbs and 1 Inshore Lizardfish

Sept 9&10- Feed the Crew Again

 Brandon and I have once again took on the challenge of feeding the Ferry Crew. Two hook bottom rigs and a sack of shrimp and off we went..... Two solid hours of fishing later and I'm at Piggly Wiggly buying Seafood Breader and Vegetable Oil. That is a good sign! Back to the Fishing..... It definitely happened in flurries. Rallys, I used to say. Well, during one rally yesterday, I caught doubleheaders on 6 of 7 casts. That's strong fishing people! Hell the clerk at the Pet Store can't beat that with his dip net in the damn Guppy Tank. My Big Rally started with a double of mature Silver Perch. The first "Sandies" I've caught in 20 years. Then came an odd couple. A doubleheader of Sea Robin and a Preacher's Prick. Reminded me of Date Night at Cape Hatteras. Next was an "eating double" of a Spot and a Hogfish. Then came a streak breaking solo Pinfish. Thanks a lot, Mr Pinrod. The only "good" Pinfish in my memory was caught in June of 1988. Late night, drinking and fishing. I tossed a Pinfish behind me on Hunters Dock. Caught him on a Fly Rod as a matter of fact. As I sang, "Pin on a Fly at Night" Marcus R Rouse ran up behind me and kicked my Pinfish. An attempt to kick him back in the water?  An attempt to injure my Pinfish? I don't know...... What I do remember and WILL NEVER FORGET is that Rouse was styling that night. Flip Flops and White Socks. Well, Mr Pinfish saw Mr Rouse approaching and as Marcus R cocked his leg to deliver the blow, Mr Pinfish flexed his muscles and raised and locked his dreaded Dorsal Spines. So.....As House's Big Toe struck Mr Pinfish, Mr Pinfish's SPIKE penetrated Rouse's Big Toe and stuck there. Mr Pinfish went nowhere. Nowhere that Rouse's Big Toe didn't go. I made sure that Pinfish was properly released and we laughed at Marcus R and his white socks the rest of the night. His Big Toe had a big red spot on It! LOL I got sidetracked......To hell with it.....Total Catch for Two Days: 6 Spot, 2 Croaker, 1 Southern Sea Mullet, 10 Bluefish, 12 Hogfish, 6 Black Sea Bass, 1 Rock Sea Bass, 8 Striped Sea Robin, 4 Inshore Lizardfish, 2 Silver Perch, and 60 Pinfish

Sept 5- North Wind and Horrible Fishing

 Still breaking in the Big Duck 5. It would be nice to get some blood splattered on the damn deck. We were successful in catching bait though. Gerald got 25 pretty menhaden  on the third toss of the castnet. Once in the Ocean, the North wind took over and the Fishing Sucked. Live Bait Fishing was terrible. Every once in a while, small, fast moving pods of Albacore would blow up near the boat. We'd get one chance at them, if we got a chance at all. Gerald hooked one inside the Bight at Cape Lookout. Seemed like a 8-10 pounder. After the hookup, Gerald's fish smoked off line like a Freight Train, but an instant later the line went slack! The Fat Albert had escaped! Several miles and an hour later, I hooked up and landed the smallest Albacore of my life. Maybe close to 8oz. After about 3 hours pulling Menhaden around by the nose, we gave up and headed home. Total Catch for the Day: 1 Little Tunny app 8oz

Aug 30- Feed the Ferry Crew

 While playing around this morning with a cast net I caught a jumbo Jumping  Mullet and app 75lbs of Menhaden. Impressive, but a useless mess. A short time later, a 20" Red Drum found my bucktail. So as 4 hungry Ferry Crewmen stared at 2 "edible" fish, a plan was hatched. We were going to eat fish on Monday and we needed fish! A quick trip to Sherman's yielded bottom rigs, hooks, and sinkers. We also bought a 12 dollar bag of shrimp. Pretty shrimp. The kind of bait that turns a fish dinner into a Fish & Shrimp Combo! So, 2 hours later, Brandon, Bob, and I had caught a big mess of fish. We kept 7 Croakers, 5 Spot,  1 Sea Mullet, 2 Black Sea Bass, 5 Hogfish, and 1 Red Drum for lunch the next day. If Admiral Robert Hotchkiss will volunteer to cook!! Total Catch for the Day: 2 Red Drum up to 3 lbs, 5 Bluefish, 5 Spot, 7 Atlantic Croaker, 1 Northern Sea Mullet, 1 Southern Sea Mullet, 6 Black Sea Bass, 3 Rock Sea Bass, 3 Inshore Lizardfish, 3 Striped Sea Robin, 10 Hogfish, and 45 Pinfish

March 13- Capt Cbo and the Crappie King

Well, my friend Capt Chris has successfully reproduced a couple of times and his spawn has returned to fresh water and has surpassed Capt Marty in the Field of Crappie Fishing. Crappie are a very important Fresh Water Game and Food Fish wherever they are found and

March 5- BIG DUCK 5

She's here. The FV Big Duck 5.28 foot Privateer with 600 HP Suzukis for Power. Yes, there's been 4 other Big Ducks. Its what I fished on before the Top Water Charter days!! Big Duck, sheeeesh, its a Long Story man. Capt Gerald Currin. he and I killed a TON of Fish throughout the late 80's and entire 1990's. Groupers and King Mackerels were our main targets. Gerald could fuck em up too... He caught the biggest King Mackerel in Carteret County in 1997 with a 65 pounder. Caught him on a damn Pinfish too. LOL. I was on the Ferry that day......

Not sure if I got any fans left here, so its no big deal..... But, Capt Marty will be soon fishing again. I turn 55 this summer. I'm going to try to get a few more fish before I hang it up for good!!!

March 1- Red Drum

Okay there has been some Red Drum around. I caught about 20 in 3 days of casting. Most were out of the slot. Some were up to 33". There was a school of about 10,000. Nice to see them.

getting ready for BIG DUCK 5

Total Catch: 20 Red Drum up to 10lbs

Feb 17, 2020- New Boat Coming

Not mine, but Im going to be fishing a new 28 ft Privateer with 600 HP Suzukis. Pretty damn excited. Grouper, Kings, Tuna, and Cobia beware

Jan 21- Super Blood Wolf Moon & Football

Two incredible NFL Conference Championship Games to set up the 2019 Super Bowl...... New England again vs the Los Angeles Rams, and Tarboro's very own Todd Gurley. I remember running into Gurley one morning with Capt Tuggwell at Hardees in Tarboro. Tuggs was showing me around the Tar River and Fishing Creek. We were on a White Shad expedition. I followed High School Football pretty closely. Close enough to recognize North Carolina's Top Running Back and as I termed it that day, as I pointed Mr Gurley to Tuggwell, "the next couple times you hear his name called it'll be on his way to a Sugar Bowl and then to a Super Bowl....

Well tonight, that Super Bowl is ALIVE and WELL thanks to an incredible 57 yard FG in Overtime AND thanks to ONE OF THE WORST OFFICIATING BLUNDERS OF ALL TIME.

In the meantime, everybody in eastern NC should rejoice the clearing skies and prepare to fight off the coldest weather of the '18-'19 Winter so far and get your ass outside to view the SUPER BLOOD WOLF MOON. If you miss it, according to CNN, it will be 18 years before President Trump...... Oopps wait, wrong story. It will be 18 years before this phenomenon occurs again. Get dressed. Get Warm. Find a Warm Spot. Go find that Super Blood Wolf Moon. I miss Jen and Emma. They wouldve shared my enthusiasm.

No Fishing Lately.

December 26- Chritmas and Thanksgiving Past

Both of these very important, late season Holidays have passed and like nearly everything else in the Life of Capt Marty, they passed silently and without incident. Good or Bad. Almost like I don't exist!

But, I not in a Witness Protection Program. I'm a JAG. Just a Guy. A Ferry Engineer (Nobody Cares) and a Fishing Guide (Plenty of People Cared). Once again, to those that cared, here I mean my old Fishing Clients and Friends and MORE IMPORTANTLY, the hundreds of people that read and enjoyed my Blog on a regular basis, I am sorry. I am sorry I quit posting on a regular basis. I am also sorry that I sold my Boat and severely reduced the time that I spend on the water. Unfortunately, that was probably necessary for my skin, knees, and back. At least, staying off the Ocean and avoiding things like Southern Stingrays and Amberjacks. (LOL)

Anyway, I think in the past several days, I've come to recognize, that my lack of Fishing and Posting has lead to feeling that I have Lost a Huge Part of my Identity..... Therefore, IF there are Any of my Long Time Readers still out there, bored and looking for reading material, I am (Once Again) going to make an Effort to get this thing going again. I also still hope and pray to have a skiff and be up and going again next Spring.

Once again, Happy Belated Thanksgiving. Merry Chritmas. Happy Holidays. Also, tonight I will try to update a few other things on my Blog and touch on a few FISHING trips that I failed to post.... I used to easily fish 100 days per year. Hell, prbably closer to 200 days on lots of years.

I realize I have tried this before..... only to get sidetracked. My life feels empty now. There were things that were important in my life that have been lost. This may seem silly, but here goes...... My Daddy aint coming back. My Wife aint coming back. Emma aint coming back. My knees and Back are not going to be 30 years old again.... However, I CAN go FISHING AND I CAN make Fishing Reports at the end of the day. I may be the Only Person to read about it, but Capt Marty will have that part of his life back!!!!!1

Sept 11- Why we should be Scared in Beaufort, NC

Okay, here goes.....and this goes for Hurricane Florence and any storms in the future. I want to point out, in my dumbass, uneducated, typically wrong opinion, Beaufort Inlet IS NOT THE SAME PLACE it was in 1996, 1999, 2005, or any of the other MAJOR HURRICANE EVENT YEARS.

Here is what Ive seen, what I see, what I know, and what I think.

On Sept 4, 2012, Gerald Currin and I had a very memorable day fishing at AR-315 off At Beach. We caught a tiny Sailfish. Around 14" long. Cool as Hell. That day, we also fought a huge Hurricane Swell coming off an obscure storm named LESLIE that was dar away in the Atlantic. That afternoon, when came back in the Inlet, we both noted the incredible erosion that had occured in the mere 5 hours that we had fished. The western end of Shackleford Banks, while the scene of some incredible surfing, had been incredibly eroded by the monster swell that rolled up the Beach from the SW.

Jump ahead 6 years. It is now 2018. What began THAT DAY IN 2012, has never been reversed and has now eroded a massive amount of the western end of Shackleford Banks. Range Finders and Day Boards that once stood in the sand dunes 1,000's of feet from the water, now stand in the Ocean nearly a 3/8 of a mile from the nearest sand. The exact same phenomenom has happened in Hatteras Inlet. The west end of Hatteras Island is GONE.

As a result of this erosion down here in Carteret County, this is what I see and its got me a little spooked. Beaufort Inlet, for years, was a very nicely defined and narrow Inlet. Standing on Front Street in Beaufort and facing South, you had 2 massive bodies of land standing between Beaufort and the Open Ocean. Shackleford Banks and Carrot Island. As the landmass on Shackleford Banks has been peeled back to the east, its like a window has been opened that COULD ALLOW giant Ocean Waves, that wouldve smacked Shackleford Banks to now Roll Right On to Carrot Island before dumping its energy. Now, I realize that the Beaufort Waterfront is still guarded by a Double Island Wave Break if the waves approach from either the SE or SW. But, if by fate, Hurricane Florence was to push a 10+ foot Storm Surge and throw in a 18 foot Swell from the DUE SOUTH, look for an absolute disaster for the town of Beaufort. All the boarding up in the world aint gonna make much difference. Giant Ocean Combers breaking on Carrot Island. The very waves that slipped in Beaufort Inlet, through an area that a mere 6 years ago the same waves would've encountered 20 foot high sand dunes!!!!. Look for dead horses, scrub Oaks, docks and boats to be piled up in front of Clawsons. It aint good and hopefully it wont happen. I can not understand WHY THE EROSION HAS NOT BEEN ADDRESSED IN THE MEDIA. But ask anyone who fishes regularly in and out of Beaufort Inlet. That'll tell you. Something very bad is happening and unfortunately, its about to get worse.

Sept 9- Offshore Again Finally

Ive got alot going on so (I feel the hot breath of a Cat 4 Hurricane on the back of my neck).

So I get a chance to go aboard Capt CL Lupton's new gig, a badass 57 ft Sportfishing Rig called "Feet First". Good chance, in September of 3 things happening Offshore in September off North Carolina south of Hatteras. Could be EPIC fishing for Wahoo. Could be EPIC fishing for Sailfish. OR...... It could be EPICALLY SLOW FISHING. I guess there are "average" days too. Anyhow, in a crazy spin of Fishing Fate, we kinda got all three rolled into One Day. How one wonders?

Well, here goes. Arriving at "the spot" at 7am, the first ballyhoo in the water literally gets picked off the rodtip by a 35lb Sailfish. Crazy. By 7:05am, we've got a Sailfish release. Making this brief.....By 10am, things are ROLLING. 2 out 4 Sailfish. 3 out a 6 Wahoo. A Blackfin Tuna and a Dolphin. Also captured 2 Great Barracuda. At this pace, by 2pm we box will be stuffed and the clothes line will be covered with flags.....

And then we went 4 hours and 30 minutes with ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. Nary a Bite. The end. Total Catch for the Day: 2 Sailfish at 35 and 40 lbs, 3 Wahoo from 33 to 37 lbs, 10 lb Blackfin Tuna, 7 lb Dolphin, and 2 Great Barracuda at 8 lbs each

Sept 1- Near Miss

Dammit. I missed that boat by 1 hour. When I talked to its owner on friday afternoon, and we were trying to set up a meeting time. I tried to be "Mr Nice Guy" and let this guy sleep in/lay up with his woman. Whatever. Hell I was working Night Shift, I wanted to meet him a 6am. But NO. HELL NO. Mr Nice Guy suggested 11am. Not to rush Mr Boat Owner, Mr Hard Working 8 to 5, Monday through Friday Working Class American. Let him relax and take his time.... 

So, anyway, at 10:45, I called to firm up our meeting time and place. No Answer. I texted him. Left all those same intentions. No response....... Here we go. Called back at 11am. Our original meeting time. No Answer. Repeat. Repeat. Finally, I drove to the boat. Here I found my future boat. Sitting there. There were, I noticed, 2 sets of vehicle tracks in the high grass. Right up to my boat. Some had been checking her out. Recently. I called again. Text again. By 3pm, the writing was on the wall. It wasnt going to be my boat. Finally, just as I was heading out the door to work, Mr Boat Owner reluctantly called me and apologized to me. Someone, it seems, had waved $6000 bucks in his face at 1030am. He took it.

Pretty much, I was struggling to STAY AWAKE in order for this dude to SLEEP LATE. Because I tried to be considerate, I got stood up and never got a chance to 6buy that little boat. Life Sucks Again.. Capt Marty Moore is still boatless. No Dad. No Dog. No Boat. And......cant fish off the Dock on Front Street that I had exclusive rights to from 1978 until 2017. Having a spot to walk to, where Ive caught thousands of Red Drum and Flounder from is a NICE ASSET TO HAVE IN LIFE, especially as a Fishing Fanatic.

So Long, Crowd

July 17- New Boat......Almost

I had finally convinced myself of 2 things....

#1 My friends AINT taking me fishing

#2 It is TIME for a New Boat

So, I found a great deal on a Skiff like I'd been looking for. Watch out Shad in Pitch Kettle Creek. Watch out big ass Doormat Flounder every where. Watch out Ladyfish in Taylor's Creek. Watch out Speckled Trout at the Rock Jetty.... But, as luck would have it, I was an Hour Late.

Now I'm really depressed. Watch out Pinfish in the Cedar Island Ferry Basin.

June 15- Capt Marty Explores Lake Mead, The Grand Canyon, and Las Vegas

This great trip was planned and executed by my brother,
Mike. Great job Mike. Four great travel segments, booked by Mike and executed by American Airways. New Bern to Charlotte to Las Vegas to Charlotte back to New Berr n. Perfect flying. Bad Ass fully loaded Chevy Tahoe from Thrifty Rentals. Mike and I drove this extremely nice and high tech SUV from Las Vegas to The Grand Canyon and back to Vegas. We stayed one night at The Hoover Dam Lodge. This place is a CLASSIC MIX of olde tyme ambience and modern fun. 1970's feel inside with a mix of restaurants, gambling areas, gift shops, even "indoor" gem mining.... In constrast, out the side door are helicopters for Hoover Dam Tours and plenty of boats, jetskis, and 4WD jeeps and buggies. All that "tucked" away in this crazy lil Mountain Range... Very Brown, hardly no plant life, and consisting of millions upon millions of Rocks. Some of which are huge boulders. The Colora
do River slides out from under Hoover Dam and  continues on towards the Baja California. Incredible.

My contribution to this trip was on morning one.  Before heading off to The Grand Canyon, we shot over to the LAS VEGAS BOAT HARBOR, and Mike and I rented a 22foot Jet Boat. That turned out great. Fun boating, great lil boat, explored the sapphire clear dark water. Incredable shoreline as mountains with multi-colored bands of rock suddenly ri se majestically from the Lake's shoreline. We took it all in as we zipped over Lake Mead's surface from our jetboat. From my "FISHING PERSPECTION" Lake Mead is absolutely full of  Carp and Striped Bass. Millions of them. They are all over the Marina, patiently waiting for kids to feed them popcorn. All in All, Lake Mead was a great part of this trip

To be

May 27- 30 Years Ago Today

Jeez, 30 years ago today I caught my career best Yellowfin Tuna. 83 pounds. First Yellowfin ever and still to this day my career best. I will always remember a few fishing veterans whispering "Allison" when that Tuna was pulled from the box. I always intended to bust that open down off Costa Rico. Damn never made it. Life ain't over, but right now, that's a Life Failure......