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Typhoon · 07-29-2013, 07:12 AM

We left Duxbury yesterday at 2:30am and trailered my buddys 25 Parker to Falmouth. The thunderstorms that were not forecasted had us questioning a long run offshore. As we pulled down the ramp, Mulberry Canyon got to the end of the harbor and turned around because of the lightning. When Johns turning around we're all scratching our heads. As soon as we got the boat off the trailer at the launch ramp next we discovered two dead batteries. Had to use a jump pack to get the boat started. That was strike 2. Most normal people would have called it a day right here. Not us.

So we blasted down Vineyard sound at 5am, made the turn at Noman’s land and headed South 40 miles in pea soup fog. We arrived at about 7 am to the dump. Water temps were 74. We had heard that there were fish on the cold side. Immediately we had a white marlin take a smash of our ballyhoo. He dumped line but missed the hook up. We got our bait back slashed by the bill. Followed by another 4 hrs of mindless trolling with not even a sniff. We decided to go radio fishing. We heard the Pt Judith boats on the radio on the SW corner of the dump. The hardest part was finding them in the fog. We eventually found them and as soon as we had our baits in the water we doubled up. First came a big mahi over the rail and then something dumped our 50. About 45 seconds into the run the tuna popped off. We think big yellowfin. The next 4 hrs was spent watching boats all around us doubled and tripled up with albacore and yellowfin tuna.It was maddening. The lures they were using were a red and black hex head. Of course we didn’t have one on the boat. Duck Soup went 6 for 7 in one wolfpack.

At about 2 pm, we had changed our spread multiple times with different bars and daisy chains with no luck. We were bobbing around in 8 ft rollers and were the smallest boat out there. Most of the 60 ft sportfishermen were heading back to the barn so we decided we didn’t want to be the last one left and headed home. It was tough leaving fish when you weren’t successful. We had 4 guys that know how to fish on board and we couldn’t get it done…this time.

It's good. Real good.

07-29-2013, 07:12 AM	#10
Typhoon Registered User iTrader: (0) Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Duxbury Posts: 652	We left Duxbury yesterday at 2:30am and trailered my buddys 25 Parker to Falmouth. The thunderstorms that were not forecasted had us questioning a long run offshore. As we pulled down the ramp, Mulberry Canyon got to the end of the harbor and turned around because of the lightning. When Johns turning around we're all scratching our heads. As soon as we got the boat off the trailer at the launch ramp next we discovered two dead batteries. Had to use a jump pack to get the boat started. That was strike 2. Most normal people would have called it a day right here. Not us. So we blasted down Vineyard sound at 5am, made the turn at Noman’s land and headed South 40 miles in pea soup fog. We arrived at about 7 am to the dump. Water temps were 74. We had heard that there were fish on the cold side. Immediately we had a white marlin take a smash of our ballyhoo. He dumped line but missed the hook up. We got our bait back slashed by the bill. Followed by another 4 hrs of mindless trolling with not even a sniff. We decided to go radio fishing. We heard the Pt Judith boats on the radio on the SW corner of the dump. The hardest part was finding them in the fog. We eventually found them and as soon as we had our baits in the water we doubled up. First came a big mahi over the rail and then something dumped our 50. About 45 seconds into the run the tuna popped off. We think big yellowfin. The next 4 hrs was spent watching boats all around us doubled and tripled up with albacore and yellowfin tuna.It was maddening. The lures they were using were a red and black hex head. Of course we didn’t have one on the boat. Duck Soup went 6 for 7 in one wolfpack. At about 2 pm, we had changed our spread multiple times with different bars and daisy chains with no luck. We were bobbing around in 8 ft rollers and were the smallest boat out there. Most of the 60 ft sportfishermen were heading back to the barn so we decided we didn’t want to be the last one left and headed home. It was tough leaving fish when you weren’t successful. We had 4 guys that know how to fish on board and we couldn’t get it done…this time. It's good. Real good.
	-Andrew