SpringVelocity
Crew Member
After a busy week-end looking after the little grandkids we got out again today.
Despite the amazing morning we had at the harbour mouth on Thursday, in view of the calm conditions we decided we would head to Muir, our favourite location.
Lines in at 7:00am with the “magic” Gibbs spoon on one side, and the usual herring in t/head on the other at 66’ in 80’ of water. Had a hit immediately from a pesky pink on the herring. Boated that and upon replacing the herring got another pink immediately, which escaped.
So gave that up and put a big Tomic spoon on that rod and for the next 2 and a half hours trolled the two spoons with nothing except one small unclipped coho, and another coho which came off after a couple of jumps and one tiny shaker chinook on the Tomic. Muir was not fulfilling its promise we thought.
Close to 10am and the tide change, I took off the Tomic and tried t/head and herring on that side again. Had a jiggling bouncy hit almost straight away and I thought “ah oh another pink”. But no, it took off on a strong run, down and away and after a minute or two tug-of-war it came loose. Dropped another herring down, another rapid hit which felt a little heavy but I did not really contact. Time to sharpen the hook and put yet another herring down. The herring was barely down and I was still tightening the line when I had yet another pounding hit. We played this one for a while and eventually boated a beauty fish measuring exactly 80cm and weighing 16lbs.
It appeared to have gone crazy and so it proved. Three more herring were put down on that side and we lost all three fish that grabbed the bait, despite getting pounding hits. One was pretty immediate but the other two gave some decent runs and head shakes before departing.
Since the Gibbs spoon had done nothing the whole time through this mayhem, I decided to switch that side to herring in t/head as well. Took 5 minutes to get a big pounding hit and this one stuck. In the boat it was 70cm and a respectable 11lb. It had engulfed the herring so the hook was right in the throat.
It was now close to 11am and a big NE wind had blown up so we departed. For all we knew the chinook were still there ready to attack any herring sent their way, but C and R is hard with big chinook when they engulf herring like that.
Great day and easily the most epically crazy 50 minutes chinook fishing I have ever experienced!!
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Good for you Roland