Fish Fest IV Final Results

[Magic Rod]

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I’ll let everyone insert there own Fish Tales and Pictures but will tell mine now.

Lisa, James and I headed out around 3:30 to the 302 Bank, approx. 24 NM from Mission Bay. We had heard there were a lot of kelp paddies in the area from there to the East Butterfly. The info was good as we hit 13 patties by 8AM. Unfortunately there were no fish under any of them. From there we continued our courses to the East Butterfly, another 25 NM from the 302. We trolled around the area for quite a while before Lisa hooked up on a nice 33lb albacore. Finally the skunk off the boat and some points on the board. We fished this area for another hour or so and decided we had enough. It was 2PM so we started back to the barn and searched for paddies along the way. 14 mile from Mission Bay we found the mother lode. Yellow Tails and Dorado, Dolphin Fish, We fished this paddy for an hour and half and couldn’t get a single fish to bite, Big Bummer!!!!! As time was running out for the 7PM weigh in we decided to call it a day.

Got back into the marina and met the crew. As I went from boat to boat weighing fish I heard many a good tales. I’ll leave that up to them to tell them or not.

Unil next year Tight Lines

Danny & Lisa
Team Magic Rod

POST YOUR PICTURES IF YOU HAVE THEM!!!!!

Lisa with here Albacore.

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[JimDavis]

Danny, first of all I would like to thank you Damon, Lisa and all others who helped you guys inr organizing such an event and inviting me too.

It was great to meet those of you I already chat here on this board since about last month or two.

After I mentioned you at the meeting I can take any guests with me since I didn't have any crew and planning a long trip to West Butterfly to Boomerang.

I left exactly around midnight after hitting the bait receiver accross my slip and get a "kayak scoop" of I headed out towards E.butterfly. I

I tried to stay awake all night. Boy, this is the last time I am doing this kind of trip alone. By the daylight I was getting close to butterfly but my eyes were already closing. I was dead tired. Like I mentioned to her later, Lisa's cookies were life saver in the early morning hours in helping me to stay awake.

After dropping a Mexican flag and a zucchini and a black/purple zuker in the water I began trolling towards W. Butterfly.

After 10 minutes or so ZZZZZZZ surprised me so much but I reeled the fish in while trying to gaff the darn thing I was trying to hold the rod on one hand gaff on the other and keep hitting the water. By the time this Albie hit the deck it looked like got shot with a machine gun because of my few unsuccessful gaffing attempts. I dropped the fish three times before I could gaff her again and pull in.

Then back on trolling while cleaning the blood off the deck with my new raw water hose.
Just after I finished cleaning the decks and thinking the skunk is off the boat zzzzzzzzz again.

This time it was a little easier to gaff the fish. Gaffing spot wasn't ideal but again I was trying to balance myself with rod on one hand and gaff in the other. Try it... Believe me it's no fun.

Then the third one. Handled like an expert this time. My last fish was the largest one and fought unlike any others before. This one must feel that I was tired by the time and tried everything to run away. Just before gaffing, she dives back under the boat. After ten minutes of reeling her in, grab the gaff, letting her go under the boat, drop the gaff, reel her back in, grab the gaff again.... You get the picture. This went on for a while but at the end I pulled her in.

One of my zzzzzz got away before I even had a chance to reel her in. I assume it was another Albie.

Earlier reports about Butterfly were right. Every boat around me was playing a stop & go game. After my second fish I tried to call Betty Mary and Mistress on VHF 68 since I know they were going to be somewhere close. But no response from them I anounced on VHF if anybody from Shamrock group can hear me come to the W of the 16.
Then I proceed towards Boomerang.

By this time seas were getting calmer and settling by every minute. I began to hear some slushy sound from the engine compartment. When I opened the engine cover I found out that the most of the water I was keep spraying the blood off the cockpit went down there and it was over my shaft level and at every turn shaft sprays this bloody messy water all over the engine compartment.
So I turned the bilge pump switch on. No response!
I tried forward and aft bilge pump switches both. No response again...

Since I thought I had no chance of winning anything against all of those other boats with experienced crews on them, I decided to go back and figure out the problem. I was at the M.B. by 5:30 and my bilge pump started automatically pumping out that bloody+foamy mess guess where?

Just while I am passing by the M.B. life guard patrol boat. This time attempts to stop it didn't work. I proceed to Dana boat ramp area with a foamy trail behind me.

Asked on the radio if I can drop the fish to the weigh station but nobody was there.Asked if anybody wants my fish since I can't take 4 Albies back to home because I was there on my motorcycle.

When I took my boat back to my slip gather my stuff and came back to hotel, Scott from California Offshore Marine told me what a beautiful fish that winner was, I asked him whose fish he is talking about.

He said "yours, I think you won the big fish". Since I know he has a sarcastic sense of humor, I said "oh sure". By then others begin to call me as "winner"

I was really surprised and couldn't believe.

Again this is the first time in my life I attended a fishing tournament.
This is the first time I owned a fishing boat.
The entire fishing equipment on my boat (except one rod) is only 6 weeks old.
I don't know how to tie a knot except bowline. So all of my lures attached to my lnes (you guessed it) with a bowline knot.

I mean I am not a fisherman. I am just getting into it and trying to learn. Winning was good of course but meeting new friends I can go to fish after now on was much better feeling.

Scott, will pull my boat back to the dealership for some minor electrical work and also try to figure it out why "manual override" of those bilge pumps didn't work.

It was a great day after all and again thanks to all of those who make this happen.

[Exodus]

I had a great time, once again, at this years Fish Fest!

Tournament day started a little later for us than some of the others who left very early Saturday morning. My good friend Mark and I cleared the channel right about 6am and plotted a course for the 390. About 16 miles or so down, we spotted some Dolphins with good meter marks down about 25' and chased them around for a bit with the jigs out before they took off, bummer. So off we go back on course for the 390 looking for kelps and Dolphin. After stopping on a few lifeless paddies we finally spot this beauty, just above the 371.

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We slide up, throw out some chum and wait to see if it's holding. A couple of minutes go by and I see a small Dorado jump out of the water, cool we are going to work this one really good. On our first drift, we see the Yellowtail boiling on the other side, our hopes are really high at this point. After drifting for about 30 minutes, without a bite, we start slow trolling Sardines to see if that will get them to go, an hour later, I finally have a fish on. This thing is putting up a great fight! At first, we didn't think it was a Yellowtail, because it didn't really try and get back to the kelp. What seemed like forever, we finally get the fish to color, nice 20# class Yellowtail. Back to slow trolling. The fish would come up every 30 to 45 minutes and we would hook one. After our third fish, I get on the radio to call in the others that can hear me and Mistress & Damon responded. The chart with the grids on it (Thanks Danny & Lisa!) was a great way to give your general location to the others without calling in unwanted company. After a couple of communications with Mistress and Damon, I quickly gave them actual numbers. Those guys showed up a couple of hours later, right at the same time as a boat with divers and one or two other boats. Here is a pic of Mistress and his Mack, and Damon on his old 26' PH.

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Damon sold this boat to his good friend Mike (Scrapper on this board) a while back. Mike being the generous guy that he is, loaned him his boat and truck to tow it with, since he was unable to attend due to his wife expecting their second child any day. Congrats Mike!

OK, back to the fishing. Right when Mistress and Damon are coming into view, I hook into our final fish of the day and are drifting pretty far from the paddy, that's when the dive boat shows up, UGHH!!! This fish is just kicking my butt and not giving up. It took about 30 minutes to get this fish to gaff. This would be my personal best Yellowtail at 26.6#, to say I was stoked would be an understatement!

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After were done putting the fish on ice and high fives, we head back to the paddy hoping the divers didn't ruin the bite for all of us, but just like that, no more fish. After working the paddy for another hour, with no hook-ups, we all decided to start back to the weigh-in and look for paddies and Dolphin on our way in. It was pretty cool seeing three Shammies spread out like that! It didn't take long to find more working together like that, but these paddies were not looking good to produce fish, so we called it quits and headed back for the weigh-in.

On the ride back in, Mark and I were talking about our chances of being in the top three. We had six Yellowtail, of which only five would qualify for the tournament, for a total of nine points. After all of the fish were counted and weighed, it was final, we finished on top in the boat division. After being skunked the last two years, it was great to actually have something to bring in.

Once again, I would like to thank Damon, Danny and Lisa for all their effort and time to organize this great event. Making new friends and having a great time socializing together is what this event is all about, and for that, I am stoked to be part of it.

Jason

[JimDavis]

Jason congrats again to you and Mark and also thanks a million for helping me on the way in.

Hope to go out again as soon as we can.

You are the Champ!

[artafishall]

Thanks guys My dad Richard and I had a great time chating with all of you. Good group of guys. We will be posting if and when we fish to see if we can get some blood for the Shamrock crew. Thanks again Ryan on the Irish Jig!

[GoodTimes]

Like to thank UncleSurf for having me on his kool little boat. Like to also thank Danny, Lisa (cookies rocked) and Damon for a great event. Had a great time at the meet but no luck with the fish.

We got bait at 2:30 and after 10 minutes our bait pump started acting up and all the bait rolled except 2 sardines and 2 nice macs. We had no choice so we headed out with Mistriss in the lead. After about an hour we couldn't even see Mistress Anymore. So we decided to hit the 43, trolled for half an hour didn't see any life or other boats so we're off to the butterfly on are way there we see about 4-5 paddies with yellows on them but would NOT bite anything (Dines trolled slow, iron, plastics). Got to the fly and again we meter fish down below but don't want play. Picked up and ran to the 302 and found a garage door paddy with birds sitting and yellos underneath but no luck again. To the 371 back up thru the Coronades to try to salvage the trip but you guessed it! No Luck. Went thru the nine and spoted a weird animal sticking her head up. Pulled a U and sunk out but it had a Dorsal fin that looked like a dolphin but sure didn't have a Dolphin nose. I felt like someone was playing a big joke on me. It was so frustrating not to be able to pull on one fish with the amount of miles we traveled. I guess thats part of fishing.

Congrats to Jason (Exodus) for the win on the points. I guess persistance pays off.
Congrats to Jim for the big fish. Man... I really don't know how you did it all alone and you left at midnight. Determined for sure.
Congrats to John (jcarvour) for coming in third. Must of been nice to have Kevin on board for Goodtimes and pulling on that fish.

It was my pleasure meeting you all at the meet. GoodTimes with good people is all that counts. I hope we could do this again soon after I get my Shammy.

BTW: Thanks Damon for towing is in. We were about half a mile from the entrance when we ran out of fuel.

Over and out
GoodTimes
Gary

[Richard Lenyk]

First, congratulations to all of the winners. I agree with my son, it was fun meeting all you all at FFIV. It’s good putting faces to posts and boats. And since we are new to Shamrocks it was real good to see the other boats and how they were set up. What a great bunch of machines.

Well we started out with high hopes early Saturday morning. We got the leaks squared away (well most of them) and we had the “home grown” bait tank fixed. So it’s 5:30 AM and down to the ramp we go and back her in. Ryan goes to start her up but nothing but a click from the solenoid. A few more times and nothing. I checked everything I can think of with the boat on the trailer in the water but can’t come up with the solution. Well OK let’s take her back home and see what we can find out there with some tools. It’s good that we live close by.

It’s now 7:00 AM and we are back at the house to break out the manual to see if there are any clues there. I’ve already ruled out weak or dead batteries so it must be something else. It lists neutral safety switch and a couple of other things to look at. The wiring is like spaghetti so I’m not even going to try and trace out all of that stuff so I go right to the source of the problem – the starter. We had heard some funny noises coming from the starter after it would turn over. Ryan is down looking at it saying “how do we take it out”. I said it looks like two bolts. He’s got a wrench almost on it when I said “stop, let’s try something first”. “Grab the hammer and thump on it”. He gives me his usual dumb look when I say something to him that catches him off guard. Since he’s not from the 60’s he doesn’t know about old starters. He gives it a couple of tender taps. I turned the key and we get a short engine turn. I said check the starter terminal. He tries to undo the nut but the post looks like it’s trying to turn also. He retightens the terminal nut and I try the key again. Full and hardy engine turn over. Yahoo let’s put all of this stuff back together and go fish.

It’s now 9:45 AM. We’re back at the ramp and Ryan starts up the boat and backs her off the trailer. I go park and when I return he’s dead at the dock. What’s up now? He said it just stopped. Well let’s see. What tank are you on he said starboard. Switch to port. After a few minutes of trying to start her up I checked the distributor cap. Since he’s a kid of the 90’s I showed him what points, condenser, rotor and cap are and how they worked. I had good spark but a dirty rotor and cap. Cleaned them up and she started right up. What a wonderful sound she makes.

It’s now 10:30 AM (gentleman’s fishing start time). Running down the bay we switched back to the starboard tank to check it out. Sure enough she wasn’t flowing fuel from that tank and Irish Jig started to sputter. We quickly changed back to port and we didn’t have another problem with fuel except we now only have 26 gallons of fuel readily available (plus two 5 gallon cans) instead of 52.

Out past the Coronado Islands we decided to put in one of the two extra 5 gallon cans of fuel we brought with us. While we were doing this we noticed that the bait tank was barely flowing. I checked the pump and found it had sucked up something and spun the impellor on its shaft. Well the bait died and we were short on fuel so we decided to go back and troll around the Islands.

Ryan caught the first fish for the boat. It was about a 3 pound calico bass that hit a 5” silver yozuri. I got the next one then he got 2 more. I caught (snagged) the last critter, a sea hare off of the bottom. Too bad it didn’t count in the tournament. Boat total: 4 calicos and 1 sea hare.

It's now around 4:30 PM so we dumped in the second of the two 5 gallon cans and headed back home. Back at home we check the port tank and it’s close to empty. We almost had a case of UncleSurf Syndrome.

All in all we had a great time together and with all of the problems with the boat (and some new “on the list” items) she didn’t let us down and got us both back safely. You got to love a boat like that!

[Mistress]

Don't really know what to add to the above. The organizers performed the unenviable task of getting a bunch of jackasses on the same page. Thanks for all the time and effort you put in to FF4.

I had stellar crew, the fishing was great...the catching not so great. On JD's and other's suggestions we set out for the E Butterfly at about 2:30 after having gotten way too many HUGE 'dines the night before. A lot rolled in short order due to being overstuffed. We whittled the qty. down to a manageable amount, got a couple hours sleep at most and headed out. Nearing the jaws, Bob realized he'd forgotten his US license. Well..we didn't roll 450 miles in 10 hours at 22K pounds to go for a boat ride, so back to the dock to retrieve the lic. By the time we returned, Uncle Surf was ready to ride our tail out.

Ran out at 12 knots. A few tense moments with lights on the water, that are just near impossible to tell distance. Not much occassion to run at night up here, so it's rather new to me. Fortunately, there were better eyes onboard than mine and we deciphered the situations as they arose and continued on.

A couple miles short of JD's mark, we set up 5 trolling lines with a mix of jigs. I'd forgotten the outriggers at home, so 5 was all she wrote. Not much signs of life and no temp breaks. A few deeper meter marks, but that was all.

Set course toward the 390 while under troll. An hour or so later JD sees a patty, so we stealth up and come in uphill from it. Drift a couple 'dines, but no takers. Start a slow troll and as we bend around it, JD gets hit. Strong fish and I was kidding JD about this fish kicking his ass. ;-) Finally we get color and see it's an albi. JD gets it up top, and I expertly, of course, gaff the fish through the lower gils. BLOOD EVERYWHERE. I so love the carnage.

Continue trolling towards the 390, in contact with several Shamrockers. Jason is doing good by the 371 and Damon has a couple. We come across an area with 4 boats stopped, so we troll around them from safe distance. We're overhearing calls to Vessel Assist and we offer any assistance we can. Turns out one of the stopped boats is the Beuna Vida and lost a fuel pump...dead in the water. VA is several hours out and he has one seasick passenger onboard and asks if we're heading to Sandy Eggo. We tell them we're in a tourney, but if their passenger can hang with us fishing for a few more hours, we'll get him home in time for a late dinner. Passenger Alan takes the opportunity, so we slide in from downhill, making the always daunting task of human transfer at sea in short order. As payment, we get some spanish macks from their bait tank. Alan went up in the cuddy, barely to be heard from again. We looked through the rules and found no ability to claim Alan as a 200# game species. Darn!!!

We eventually pick up our gear and plot a course to intercept Jason and Damon at Jason's patty...keeping an eye out for patties enroute. That part of the ocean was pretty devoid though, so not much happening.

We arrived at Jason's patty. This thing was huge..maybe 25 yards across. We set up a drift, while watching a boil of tails that just aren't interested in these oversized 'dines. Finally Pete's bait gets taken..FISH ON! A mintute later...Fish off ;-( Begin the slow troll, seeing a couple more boils, but once again, the fish just aren't interested and have lockjaw. I'm pretty sure JD even tried the kitchen sink to entice a bite.

Well..the day was getting late, so the 3 boats made arrangements to fan out and plot a course towards home, keeping an eye out for patties. Exodus outside, Mistress on point and Scrapper on the inside. Well..we found the patties, pulled folks in, a couple patties had fish on them, but seems the word was out that Shamrockers were there to kill and the fish were on red alert. No bites, but it was kewl running with 3 Shamrocks in formation on a "pheasant drive".

Got back into the slip with 5 minutes to spare for the 19:00 weigh-in. We really thought JD's longfin might have a chance, but it came up a bit light at 25#. After some logistics, we headed for the gathering at the Firefly for a great awards dinner. Congrats to all the winners. If we'd been able to stick that YT in the box, y'all woulda been cryin'. ;-) Special congrats to Big Mack (Jim Davis). Solo tuna fishing is man-stuff. Maybe next year I'll try to hitchhike with him instead of dragging down. We'll see.

I've said thanks to the organizers, but I also want to extend thanks to my rideshare partner Elgallo, my Socal "ringers" JD and Pete...thanks for putting up with me...and all those who participated. Y'all are what made this event great fun. You made us "northerners" feel welcome and were great hosts. If any wanna come up here sometime, we'll show ya how it's done.

After 20 hours behind the wheel and 16 behind the helm, I'm toast.

Mistress out.

[Damon]

Our plan was to head out to the 390 (50 NM) and work our way to the Butterfly, depending on the reports from the other guys fishing there.

We launched at 3:30 a.m. and after getting a scoop and a half of mixed spanish mackerel and sardines, we were on our way to a promising day of fishing. By the time we passed the 302, it was already grey light and we began to look for life. We arrived at the 390 to find about a dozen boats working the area, so we began to troll north of the high spot. The tuna seiners were out in force with the helicopters working schools of tuna under the whales.

After trolling for a half hour, we spotted the first kelp paddy of the day and fished it. During our third drift, terns were diving near the kelp paddy and the water erupted with breaking tuna. We quickly threw our bait in the boiling fish, but turned up nada. We then put the trollers back out and after an hour, we came across a small kelp paddy. I came real close to passing up the paddy because there were a handful of boats working the area and figured that it was already fished out. However, we needed a break from the trolling.

Two of us threw our lines in near the paddy and after 5 minutes, I start reeling my line in giving up on it. After a few cranks, my line gradually felt heavier. Next thing I know, line starts peeling off my reel like nobody's business. After 20 minutes or so, I get this thing to color and turns out to be a fat toad Yellow Tail, which weighed in at 28 lbs 9 oz. We get back to trolling with no success.

I stayed in contact with Exodus and Mistress during the morning and later on, Exodus calls us on a good paddy loaded with fish. We head to his numbers and on the way, we spot a school of dolphins and drop our trollers in. Merging in the school of dolphins, we get an aggressive jig strike on the B&P jet head. We got the fish to color hoping for a YFT, but it turned out to be a Skip Jack tuna. We work the dolphins hard with no luck. We were 6 miles from Exodus, so we head in that direction.

We came in about 5 minutes after Mistress and saw the water behind their boat erupt with fish. We thought "YA, this is it!" However, it was not to be. The large schools of fish erupted at the paddy about 3 other times, but nobody could get them to take out bait! It was very frustrating to say the least, but still an awesome site. There was another paddy about 40 yards away that had divers on it, which I believe help shut down the bite.

It was about 4:15 and time to head it. The three of us (Mistress, Exodus, and I) spread out in search of paddies and dolphins with a course back to Mission Bay. That was COOL!!! About a quarter mile from the bay entrance, we came across UncleSurf out of diesel and we towed them in the rest of the way. All in all, it was a pretty slow day for fishing. There was a lot of life out there, but too many small bait fish that the targeted fish were getting full on.

This year’s event was special because everybody who signed up on Friday night was there during the awards on Saturday after the weigh-in, even though some did not catch a single fish. In the past, some of the boaters would simply trailer up and head out prior to the awards. Everybody seemed to be in good spirits and really enjoying themselves.

I want to thank Danny and Lisa for the hours they put into organizing this event (they put more time into it than I did), all of the sponsors, and most importantly, all who participated. Congratulations to all of the winners!!

Here are some pictures:

My Ride
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JD on the Mistress with his freshly caught Albacore
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UncleSurf Loading his 20 PH on the trailer
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The only fish (YT) caught on our boat
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Get Smart with one of his three YTs
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The weigh-in
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A nice Albie
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The awards ceremony
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Let's do this AGAIN!!!

[Elgallo]

I just want to say it was a pleasure to meet and fish with all you guys/gals, and what a great time I had. Thanks again Damon for all your hard work and dedication.

The bite could have been better but I learned a great deal about fishing in that "neck of the woods" thanks for all the tips JD!

A special thanks to Mistress for inviting me to tag along.

Can't wait until next year!

Tight Lines!!!

[inverse121]

Great pictures everyone, well written and now I want a 26 PH. That has got to be the coolest Shammy ever made. I'm off to the archives to look for more pictures.

Now I know this is going to sound stupid to you left coasters... But do you have to bleed those Albies? I see whole fish brought back to the dock.

[Exodus]

Now I know this is going to sound stupid to you left coasters... But do you have to bleed those Albies?

Hey Chris,

For best results, bleed and ice right away.

Some nice shots of a Mako, that I forgot to put in my original post.

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We had a lull in the action, so decided to just drift a bit and have some lunch, with baits out of course. I noticed the rod tip bouncing a bit, dropped my sandwich and set the hook. It didn't take too long to get him to the boat using straight 25# mono. Just a little guy, but still amazing to see up close. Ended up setting himself free, right at the boat.

Jason

[UncleSurf]

Wow,
Good time with you guys. Thanks to our sponsors.

Thanks for all the tips you shared with me. Just got done doing the exhaust with WIRED HOSE. Thanks Steve! New VHF/DSC Radio. Now I'm heading back out in the morning to see what She'll do.

We did end up with blood on the deck, MY BLOOD! Smashed my thumb in the P/H Door.

I'll be back next year.

Damon, Thank You.

Sorry for the short report but I just got done with 3 days of cleaning and fixing and I'm tired. Will post the new running numbers tomorrow. I can't believe the boat ran with that big a$$ kink in it.

[hpcast]

Another great FF thanks to those who set it up. The Crew of the Betty Mary was off @ 0000. Loaded with bait to the 9 mile, shut down and drifted for a few hrs and tried to sleep... Great phospholuminescence show on the water first time for everyone.

We were Loaded down with way to much gear and with 5 aboard all she would go was about 12 knts. Off to the 390, About 20 miles out I do quick fuel calculation and decide we will not make the 390 fish and then back, so we break off for the Coronados.

We fished the rock pile for some rock cod and few sculpin, threw back abunch of smalls and kept a few more. Then we went to the Is and slow trolled and drifted for near nada. My buddy Kev hooked into about a 2' Mako that was mad as hell, then we were off for Mission Bay refuelled 86gallons!!!

after the refuel we went back out to goof off around the jetty for no love.

Had a super fun time, will post some pics when I get them.


Thanks

Zach

[Magic Rod]

Updated news letter with pics.

See first post