Saturday, June 16, 2012

Skates don't count...I was skunked

Left early Saturday morning

to head south and try to see if we couldn't coax some flounder to pierce themselves on our hooked offerings. 

Launched the boat without any difficulties and it wasn't long until Chi-Chi Bobriguez had the first flounder in the boat.

 Try as we might, we couldn't stretch this one to 18", it came up short at about 17 3/4".  Another few drifts through that hole and Chi-Chi's phone rings as he hooks up with another fish.  He takes the call, I reel up the fish.  The first keeper of the season is in the boat as this flounder was easily 18 1/2"!  That fish was caught in front of an audience

We tried multiple spots the rest of the morning, but weren't able to hook up with any more game fish.

I did manage to land a skate, which felt like a nice flounder at first, but skates don't count.  No fish for me on this trip.  An uneventful trip back north, washed the boat, trailer and our gear and back home to head out to watch the Belmont Stakes and visit the Greek Festival.  A great day all around!


  1. skates count. you don't have to eat 'em to enjoy them. you said yourself, "felt like a large flounder." no skunk for you.

    1. I've been thinking about your comment. I think there is some truth there. We go out fishing with the goal to have some pullage on the other end of the line. Doesn't matter what it is, I did catch a fish.

  2. Think of it this way, even if its a "garbage fish," its a salt water garbage fish.

    I make no lie, I'd be happy as hell if I was able to catch skates in the surf. Or dog fish. or croaker. Or. Well...anything.

    Maybe not dogfish. I seem to do that, and they basically don't count for crap.