That’s the way it is with pelagic fish this time of the year. One day they can be all over the place, tearing through pods of bait, torpedoing out of the water, grabbing your fly right at the boat and racking you’re knuckles with a serious of audible thumps… and the next day, nada. Same water color and clarity, same wind direction, same tide, same bait in the water, same underwear, same lucky hat… It doesn’t matter. When they decide they’re going to go, they’re gone and there isn’t a darn thing you can do about it except lean over to your fishing buddy and say “you should have been here yesterday” and hope he doesn’t smack you (which, by the way, he is absolutely entitled to do).
I have a love/hate relationship with these things as I’m sure many others out there do. They can make me so angry. Perhaps I have never used such fowl language as I do when I’m cursing these things for skipping town without warning. Or even when they are around in small numbers, popping up every 10-minutes ¼ mile apart for exactly 10-seconds. Or when you’ve put 3 casts right into a pod without even a touch. Yea, I can feel my blood boiling right now just thinking about it. Little (expletitive)s!
I burned a lot of fuel this week and put a lot of miles on the boat in search of inshore bluefin, skipjack, bonito and false albacore. Instead of finding them I’ve had to settle for bluefish, although some of them have been quite big. But back to the point. After last week’s tasting, I am really jonesing for tuna. Big blues are fun, but I just can’t get the tunas out of mind. Their deep irredecent colors… Shades of green, yellow and blue… those big eyes… And the speed… Ohhhh… the speed. Incredible! Like the infrequent yet highly unreliable hurricane swells we get during this time of the year, tuna are just something I jones for and can’t get enough of. I guess I wouldn’t love them so much if they were reliable.
Now, in years past the albies have shown up right around this week in the New Jersey and Western Long Island areas. In fact it was August 17th on the nose for the last two years. Yes, I was out on the 17th and didn’t see a darn thing. But any day now… Any day now…
Don’t expect the first run to last more than a few days… It never does. But it’s always followed by a stronger run. And if the bait remains as thick as it has been we should have a wonderful albie season. Now, about the inshore bluefin and skipjack… I fear we’ve seen the last of them, but I sincerely hope I’m wrong. Regardless, there is a ton of life in the water right now. I have high hopes for this weekend.
Now, let’s get on to the reports:
The mid and offshore bite off of NY and NJ remains very good and we actually had some conducive weather this week, which allowed a few Captains to score with bluefin, bonito and skipjack. Inshore in the New Jersey, New York Metro and Western Long Island areas, the bonito, Spanish Mackerel and skippies have been very sporadic and weren’t really in catchable numbers this week. Bait concentrations in all of these areas was excellent. Bluefish schools, some with large fish in them, have been the prevalent predator taking advantage of the situation. Out east there is an amazing amount of bait and many are anticipating a crazy-good fall. Inside, pods of bluefish seem to be dominating the scene. On the south-side there are still some bass to be had along the beach. Some scattered reports of school bluefin in the vicinity of the point but very few people are hooking up.
Looks like we’re going to get a good bit of wind on Saturday, but Sunday looks to have pretty good flyfishing weather… Keep those fingers crossed for the albies. Could be this weekend…