Went out Wednesday evening with a friend, on the Sport King out of L.A. Harbor, to see if we could get into some of the Sandies that were biting locally. The boat left around 6:30 with 16 of us and a tank full of Dinos along with just a scratch of the choves. Well, according to the deck hands, as luck would have it, the bite had been hot on the Chovies and only the Chovies. They apparently weren't really hitting the Dinos that well and the plastics were fair to good at best. So, being a plastic man when it comes to sand Bass, I figured at the least I would hang a few. At 8:15, we finally dropped anchor out front of the oil rigs off Huntington. The current was a ripper and if you didn't have atleast 6 oz of lead, you weren't hitting bottom. And that was in only 66 ft of water! Needless to say, my Scampi twintail w/ a 3/4 oz head wasn't getting close to the bottom so I switched set-ups to my dropper loop rig and a chove. After two hours of nothing(litterally, the boat had no fish as of 10:15 )the captain tells us that we're going to pick up some Chovies from the Southern Cal and give it a try out in deeper water. Apparently, the bass were hitting the Chovies really well in about 80 ft of water. What an understatement! As soon as we pulled up to load the Choves, we all noticed the other boats in the area were all bendo, with hoots and hollers coming from everyone. I mean, it's only Sand Bass but litterally every rod on every boat was bendo, totally big time. Without wasting any time, a couple of us threw out some plastics and were immediately hung on grumps. Mine barely sank into the depths before being inhaled by a bass, they were everywhere from the bottom to the top. From 10:15 till we pulled anchor and set for home at about 12, it was WFO on any and everything. Forget the choves, it was bedlum on anything you threw. I could have thrown out some chewing gum and it wouldn't have mattered. I hung all mine on the 9 inch lime green twin tail Scampi smothered with Hot Sauce or the Pro-Cure Calico Cocktail. My buddy had the sauce and I brought the Pro-Cure but it didn't matter which you used, whatever you picked up first was the ticket. Boat didn't get back till 1:20 but who cares, the bass were on a suicide mission and I was only too eager to be their Dr. Krivorkian. LOL. Awesome trip for mid-week and I'll probably make it a once a week thing now, barring any gripes from the wife. Anyways, now's the time and it will only get better. Here's to an awesome last two weeks of bass fishing, both fresh and salt. Ya Baby!!


GO BRUINS....GO RAMS....GO FISHING....!!!!
FLOWING THROUGH MY VEINS!!!!

GO BRUINS....GO RAMS....GO FISHING....!!!!
FLOWING THROUGH MY VEINS!!!!