Article and Photos By Terry W. Sheely
The port rod pounds down into some serious halibut resistance at almost the exact time 30 tons of humpback whale blows through the surface splattering baitfish and sea water into the fog.
Jim Kearns quits wondering if we should pull the hook and try another spot.
We’ll give it a little longer.
It’s been that kind of morning, set anchor, drop the oozing chum tube, and just when we’ve about convinced ourselves that we’ve missed the bite a rod goes off. Some times two.
Yesterday it was lights out. Find a cloud of baitfish, anchor, drop, work the baits, let ‘em eat, hit ‘em and hang-on—more than a dozen halibut to the boat from water less than 200 feet deep, a winter’s supply of true cod for the fish-and-chip section in my freezer, a couple of silver salmon mixed into the pinks we were catching for halibut bait, sweet fillets from rockfish, and an odd little bait thief, a Ronquil or searcher, that our guide calls ‘blue-eyed ladies.”
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