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Virginia Beach Overnight Offshore Charter

Sunday October 25th 2009 - 15:00 AM EST
Added by: Jake Hiles

I'm sure someone will post pics later, but here's the report. We left out of Rudee 8 am tuesday with a great forecast and a ready crew. We had Brad and his dad, Rob and his girl, Scott the cameraman, and Petey from PA ready for an overnight trip. Some of our group had never been offshore before and we were fortunate to have very good weather- 1-2 foot seas and winds stayed at less than 10 knots for the entire trip. The satellite picture showed warm water around the 800 line and way overboard. This would be our target. Our first stop was at the tower, just to add a quick bit of fishing to the ride out. We stopped and caught a couple smaller 25# jacks on jigs. Rob dropped down on the tower leg and caught a 6# sea bass. It sucks having to throw those back. I tried to get a topwater bite on video, but the 67 degree water had them a bit sluggish and even on the jig they weren't as aggressive as aj's typically are. We made an hour or so out of the tower and moved on. Next, I put her in gear and went to the 800 line at 100 fathoms and started heading east looking for the water in my satellite picture. The water temperature began to rise in about 500 fathoms, but the color was terrible. There were some weedlines with breaks but the water was green with very poor clarity. The temperature was going up though, so we put a spread out. I continued heading east and ended up 12 miles east of the 100fa line in 1000+fa 74 degree water. This clearly was not going to work so I turned south. I knew there was definitely good water somewhere near the Point, but running there was going to suck up fuel and we had already ran 85 miles, so we trolled. Aside from a stray false albacore, some shearwaters, and a bunch of pilot whales, I think we were the only thing alive there. 20 miles later, we found it. After spending the morning and most of the afternoon in ugly pea green water, we approached a nice break at the 580. A quarter mile before the break we got hit by the blackfin tunas and false albacores. The all came up at once and hit everything in the spread. Hours of nothing and then a wham all at once woke everyone up. There were reels screaming, fish coming out of the water after our dangler baits, swirls everywhere, and people frantically scrambling around the cockpit. We could see the greenstick boats off a little ways working the 67 to 84 degree edge and we were warmed up and ready. We got there and saw exactly what they were working. Hard edge, gulf blue 84 degree water, grasslines, and pilot whales and grey dolphins everywhere. As soon as we crossed the break, I saw tunas, not big yellowfins but 25 or 30 pounders airing out. Trolled towards them and a cloud of whitewater underneath both longrigger baits left me hooked up to our first yelowfin of the trip. We went one for two on that one. Spun back around and had three swirls on long baits again, but none came tight. There was a lot of current there and it was hard to keep up with the fish. It was starting to become evening and we made our way down the edge. We watched the greenstick boats catch a couple and when it was our turn, we got hit by a dolphin. It was a nice dolphin, 22 pounds, but the sun was starting to get low, the tunas were biting, and this thing was making a mess out of our big tuna spread we had out. It took us a half hour to get straight from the dolphin, but we set back out and instantly started getting tuna bites again. We caught a single. Then we busted one off. I think there was a bad crimp or something, but we got it squared away just before catching a double out of three tunas. Lots of bites in the evening just before the sun went down. When the sun went down, we cranked the tuna gear in and began setting the sword baits. I was setting the third squid bait down and had it snatched out of my hand. The 80 started screaming and it was game on. We got all the gear out just in case it was a sword, but it was a shark. After a good twenty minute battle, we had the fish boatside, a nice 8 foot dusky and a release citation for Petey. 5 minutes later, next bait out, a 6 foot blacktip gets boxed for Brad, and we were done sword fishing. Time to just have fun and catch these guys some big ole sharks. It was all you wanted on the sharks, and everyone on the boat who wanted to yank on something strong caught one and got a release citation. The biggest shark of the night was caught by Scott, who cranked a 10 foot-ish 400# class hammerhead. Lots of sharks around there. During the night, there was tons of life in the light. On several occassions, we had littel schools of peanut dolphin come through and hang around the boat. We caught a couple of those little guys in between sharks. The squids showed up and we caught a whole bunch of those on the squid jigs. Nothing like fresh calamari for bait and they arent that bad for dinner either. We dip netted some little ballyhoos and flying fish. Saw other little fish that no one could identify, and houndfish would run through every couple minutes and run all the baitfish around. There was plenty of action during the night. At sunlight, we put the tuna spread back out. Within minutes we caught a blackfin. Trolled around in circles, and as the fleet arrived we caught another yellowfin. The water was moving north towards the tuna hole pretty quickly and we trolled down to the point one more time before going to work the edge as it made its way up to the 640. Along the edge, we had LOTS of bites in a short amount of time. Several times we got smacked by the blackfins. Once or twice I think we had yellowfins bite us too, but they didnt come tight. We had dolphins come in and get on us a couple times, and the highlight of the morning was a nice wahoo that came up and ate the shotgun spreader bar. The fish grabbed the bar and aired out, taking about 200 yards of line as Brad got settled into the chair and a short time later we had the wahoo on the gaff. I thought it was gonna be a citation, but ended up being two pounds shy at 33#. We knew we were a long ways from home and around 1030, we moved off the break and started trolling north. Not a whole lot to look at in there, but every now and again we'd see some bonitas get up. We trolled for an hour into 50 fathoms and tried a tilefish hole. They werent home. We picked up and ran 6 miles north to another hole and bingo. Tilefish were there. The hookups werent fast and furious, but every minute or two, we would catch them. Not huge ones, but we start adding a bunch of 4 pounders to the box. After a couple come up, we see a 75# class mako come chasing Brad's tile up to the top. I told Brad to not lift his fish out of the water while I quickly made up a shark rig. I wasnt fast enough with making the rig though because the shar snatched his tile at boatside and swam off. We caught a couple more tiles and a couple surprise 5 pound bluefish before the steam north. Ended out catching 20 or so tiles there and 3 or 4 bluefish. The ride home was fart flat, slick calm. We picked up lines 75 miles from home and after an hour of running we stopped and released a couple more fish at the south tower, just to break the monotony of running. We bs'ed, ate, and cleaned the boat before pulling in to the fishing center to unload our catch for the fish cleaner at 530. With a couple picture poses and some citations filled out, everyone went home at a halfway decent hour with a cooler full of meat. Good trip, fun time.



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