I've been talking with Mark (Baldzilla) for a couple weeks to get him out on my boat (more than anything, to convince him that I really had one, since I've been HOing so much on his
)... anyway- I convinced Mark to get out of bed this morning earlier than he wanted, and I even provided door-to-door shuttle service for him. Brought him down to the house, and grabbed the boat, and headed for the ramp. To say the least, the ramp in my neighborhood is difficult... and thats putting it nicely- but after some nifty maneuvering, we got the boat to the water, where we found out that the battery that I use for my winch was dead - so, we snatched one out of the boat, and lowered the boat into the drink. Boat fired on the first crank, and we were on our way. I've never put in at my neighborhood ramp before, so, I didnt know how much of a pain it was, nor did I know the rules of the water this far up the magothy, so, we put-putted out to the mouth to be on the safe side of the law, but as I went to bring the boat up on plane, she bogged down, and the limp home function on my Yammie kicked in - I checked the oil, and water temp, all normal, so, after the problem seemingly ceased (I think I have a bad sensor somewhere thats telling my control panel that theres something wrong when there isnt) we set out the spread but decided to stick close to home in case we had any more problems. As the spread was going out, I noticed that one of my reels had a birds nest , so I set it aside, and worked that out later, and then my favorite Penn 210 was siezed up- so we used a heavy spinning rod with a spoon in its place.
We got out to the channel, dragged baits down the west side, under the bridge, the dumping grounds, Love Pt, crossed to Belvedere Shoals (which is LITTERED with crab pots by the way, so be careful), but we were barely seeing any fish on the meter, and those we saw, were not taking what we were offering. We did find what we think was a ghost pot off of the sewer pipe that was so interested in my homemade daisy chain that it kept it for itselfinch:. So, in short, we spent the day adjusting depths, speeds, baits, and clearing lines of grass. The only action of the day came as we were just about to pack it in, and we had a hit on a white daisy chain set in about 25' of water... Mark grabbed it, and was insisting that I reeled it in, since we had such a difficult day, but by the time I got to it, it had thrown the hook... shortly thereafter, we decided to call it a day- so we headed back in the Magothy (at full cruising speed, with no issues to speak of), and fought to get the boat onto the trailer, and then out of this nightmare of a ramp.
Long story short, we had some fun, enjoyed BEAUTIFUL weather, and got to run some fuel through my boat (which it sorely needed). Talked to a few TFers out there (Sorry to everyone but Don (Dritchett), but I've forgotten your names), and from what I heard from them, and basic com chatter, it seemed like it was a hard day for lots of folks. Hope you all did better than we did!!!
)... anyway- I convinced Mark to get out of bed this morning earlier than he wanted, and I even provided door-to-door shuttle service for him. Brought him down to the house, and grabbed the boat, and headed for the ramp. To say the least, the ramp in my neighborhood is difficult... and thats putting it nicely- but after some nifty maneuvering, we got the boat to the water, where we found out that the battery that I use for my winch was dead - so, we snatched one out of the boat, and lowered the boat into the drink. Boat fired on the first crank, and we were on our way. I've never put in at my neighborhood ramp before, so, I didnt know how much of a pain it was, nor did I know the rules of the water this far up the magothy, so, we put-putted out to the mouth to be on the safe side of the law, but as I went to bring the boat up on plane, she bogged down, and the limp home function on my Yammie kicked in - I checked the oil, and water temp, all normal, so, after the problem seemingly ceased (I think I have a bad sensor somewhere thats telling my control panel that theres something wrong when there isnt) we set out the spread but decided to stick close to home in case we had any more problems. As the spread was going out, I noticed that one of my reels had a birds nest , so I set it aside, and worked that out later, and then my favorite Penn 210 was siezed up- so we used a heavy spinning rod with a spoon in its place.We got out to the channel, dragged baits down the west side, under the bridge, the dumping grounds, Love Pt, crossed to Belvedere Shoals (which is LITTERED with crab pots by the way, so be careful), but we were barely seeing any fish on the meter, and those we saw, were not taking what we were offering. We did find what we think was a ghost pot off of the sewer pipe that was so interested in my homemade daisy chain that it kept it for itself
inch:. So, in short, we spent the day adjusting depths, speeds, baits, and clearing lines of grass. The only action of the day came as we were just about to pack it in, and we had a hit on a white daisy chain set in about 25' of water... Mark grabbed it, and was insisting that I reeled it in, since we had such a difficult day, but by the time I got to it, it had thrown the hook... shortly thereafter, we decided to call it a day- so we headed back in the Magothy (at full cruising speed, with no issues to speak of), and fought to get the boat onto the trailer, and then out of this nightmare of a ramp.Long story short, we had some fun, enjoyed BEAUTIFUL weather, and got to run some fuel through my boat (which it sorely needed). Talked to a few TFers out there (Sorry to everyone but Don (Dritchett), but I've forgotten your names
), and from what I heard from them, and basic com chatter, it seemed like it was a hard day for lots of folks. Hope you all did better than we did!!!
