I will never forget the first time I hooked a mako shark. It was mid-June and we were drifting along the 30 fathom line. We had been fishing for almost two days, and all we had to show for it was an empty bottle of bunker oil, two nearly empty chum bags and a cooler… Read more »
“I’m going to need a coffee,” I thought to myself. I had woken up early, gathered my gear, and made haste to get to one of my favorite spots on the Route 50 Bridge. There was a full moon out and I hoped to catch the last stages of the outgoing tide and also to… Read more »
As I sit down to write this report, which will be my first of the 2010 season, I will freely admit that I almost do not know where to begin. It is still only May, and we have been fishing here for just a few short weeks, but the fishing so far has been nothing… Read more »
About this time every year, I start looking forward to fall. In fact, these past few days have got me down right excited. Air temperatures have dropped into the low 60s the past couple of nights, and the early morning air has had a nice crisp chill to it. It won’t be long till I’m… Read more »
There is something special about being out on the beach at night, especially in the middle of the summer. The heat of the day fades into the coolness of the night and the beauty of the starlit sky coupled with the sound of the crashing waves washes away the worries of the previous day. I… Read more »
One of the many responsibilities that comes along with being a charter captain is taking the large amount of time that is required to maintain your boat. In my case, there are many times, even when I am not fishing, that you will find me at my boat slip — checking on the boat, prepping… Read more »
If I had to choose only one word to describe Ocean City this past week, it would be “hot!” Up until now, we have been lucky enough to have had cooler than normal temperatures, but that surly was not the case this week. The air conditioners were cranking around OC, and people were heading to… Read more »
Most days 5 a.m. comes pretty early, but today was different. My alarm went off, and I was up with a snap. This morning was the opening of Ocean City’s most prestigious fishing tournament — the “White Marlin Open.” Every year a huge crowd of onlookers gathers along the Inlet sea wall in the predawn… Read more »
“I need a cup of coffee…” I thought as I continued down Coastal Highway. It was 2:30 a.m., and I had just spent four hours on Indian River Inlet’s north jetty. My back was a little bit stiff, and my pride was running a little bit low from the skunking I had just taken. It… Read more »
“Just one more drift…” I kept telling myself. “Why not?” I put my outboards in gear and headed back up current. Before I knew it, we reached the head of our drift, dropped baits in the water and before long two rods were bent over with fish. I looked at my first mate and smiled,… Read more »