Friday, Danny Forehand and I went over to the boat and got it ready for a planned wahoo trip on Sunday. We went out and trolled for king mackerel for a bit. We did not get a king. We did pull something off that may have been one and there were a few big kings caught by other boats. We were trolling four rods when two went off. During the fight, we managed to get all four lines crossed up and under the boat. We did land and release Danny’s big jack crevalle. The fish I was fighting got in the wheel as we were landing Danny’s. My diver had just cleared a bunch of line from the wheels. We put some more line back for his next dive.
It blew Saturday and Saturday night. I told the crew to check the weather and to decide if they still wanted to head offshore. The only hardy souls remaining Sunday were Phillip Neill, Chris Wayman, and Stan Simmerman. They said that they were good to go so down to the Cigar we went. The forecast was right on with big seas early but by mid-morning, it was an entirely different ocean. The wahoo liked the weather. We had about 15 wahoo bites and only managed to land 3. They were all nice fish with the smallest weighing in at 45 pounds, the largest at 85 pounds. We trolled a little spoon for a bit to see if there were any baby bluefin around for Dr. John Graves. There were baby blackfin. Phillip caught a big false albacore that managed to escape overboard from Stan’s hands before we could measure it so no release citation for Phillip. The rest of us each weighed in a citation-size wahoo. These were the first-ever citation wahoo for both Stan and Chris. At 85 pounds, Stan started out big.
