Ok, well i thought about posting one more post and thanks to Buckethead here ya go. Fishing on the beach has stayed pretty consistent some doing better than others. In the last 4 trips i have had a fish picked up on anothers line/downrigger 3 out of the 4 days. So on the last one, i am taking my Albertan friend out mooching to get him some fish as he has a hard time catching a cold on a winters day. So we go to East Point first pass we hook 3 springs he lands a dandy chrome 25 lb beauty. Then like that it turns right off, talked to another boat and he says same thing happened yesterday. I say to my buddy we are going to go to camper and pound the reefs.
So we arrive at camper another buddy says it is slow, i look in the distance and a moocher has the net out, good sign
We proceed to put the lines in it is fast and furious, double headers, lost fish, missed fish, we bonk another 25 and 22 lb. My buddy is grinning and having the time of his life, oh and did i tell you he is dam near blind which makes the next part the best.
I put one rod back in, bam, off it goes, a good fish, peels a shitload of line out, i turn and chase it out to deeper water. As we chase the fish a couple of trollers, pedal to the metal coming at us, i yell once, twice finally on the third time one of them saunters out of the cab and looks at us with a bewildered look. I say you are going right on top of our fish, still the dumb look on his face. Ok so now i say lift your f'n gear, still that look, bam off goes his rod. He looks at me i think i have your fish, i say you dumb **** of course you do, i tell him to loosen his drag instead of enjoying the fight.
Now his line comes up on mine i tell my buddy cut his leader, remember the blind part, he grabs the mainline and cuts it and the flasher and leader fall into the chuck and float down into Davey's locker. Well that was awesome my buddy says i cut the wrong line
and i say yep. The guy proceeds to lose his **** bigtime, well that didn't go over well, i call him a few choice words
and then we proceed to net a beauty 29.5 lbs. Now the moral of the story Buckethead is pay attention to your **** out there just as you would driving your car. I must say everytime i think of my buddy cutting the line a big smile comes to my face. Tight lines