Fishing Monster Ledge
                  by David Nolan
                  Photos by Gary Schetlick and David Nolan
                We took my Tolman 
                  Alaska Skiff offshore, departing Sunday night 5pm. 
                  We were going to try Monster Ledge about 30 miles in the deep 
                  part of the Mud Hole, but the offshore bite has been great and 
                  after reading Bruce and Bob's reports, and a note along the 
                  lines of "No guts no Glory", we decided to go half 
                  way and make a decision. We loaded all the jerry cans on the 
                  boat, took two lbs. of eels in case we had to abort and go Striper 
                  fishing, and also some green crabs for Tog. 
                
                The Boat was loaded with three big coolers that 
                  took up about half the rear deck, a giant tote in the cabin 
                  along with the clothes, extra gps, batteries, and Bruce's favorite 
                  ... 11 five gallon cans of gas in the cabin, plus the extra 
                  six gallon tank, and had the 12 gallon and kicker tank topped 
                  off. We also had a gallon of two cycle oil in case we had to 
                  putter in with the kicker, 100 lbs of butterfish, bottom fishing 
                  rods, the stand up tuna rods, and a 9/0 rod in case there were 
                  giants. We had the coolers packed with 150 lbs. of chip ice 
                  from the marina that is shutting down for the season (free), 
                  five 5 gallon square cubes of ice that Gary makes, plus 5-6 
                  gallon milk containers . About 300 lbs of ice! Lots of ice.
                 Cruised out to a rising moon and NO wind just 
                  maybe 3-4 kts. Westerly. There was enough light that we didn't 
                  even need running lights. Got to the tip of the canyon at about 
                  1030 pm and we made 82 miles in 4 ½ hours and were just 
                  cruising along slowly at 17-18 kts.
                 We turned everything off once we set up and used 
                  a battery operated Coleman, and put three chemlights on the 
                  bow, antenna, and aft. About 15 boats fishing. We heard a lot 
                  of whooping and hollering from a boat about 400 yards away and 
                  then heard the deep thumping of a heavy tail on the deck and 
                  smiled.
                 Then nothing. The Yellowfin tuna were gone! Albacore... 
                  gone. Rod went off at 03:30, and it was a Mako about 5 feet 
                  long and maybe 100 lbs. Gary had it up on a tuna hook and yelled 
                  "small sword", so I put the gaff down and grabbed 
                  a light to see it, and damn it, it was a Mako. Grabbed the gaff 
                  and was trying to get in position, and he rolled and was gone....
                
                 About five mins later he took the big rod we 
                  had out with a skipjack for bait, and I let him take it and 
                  take it and take it and we hooked him. Came in like a big bluefish 
                  - very little fight.... Gary wanted me to piss him off and make 
                  it jump, and I was yelling for him to gaff it as he was a legal 
                  fish, and I wanted to try Rich's famous smoked Mako. We had 
                  to shine a light down in the depths and he came straight up 
                  and was lip hooked. I was mad at Gary for not sticking the fish 
                  the first time, and he was yelling we can't bring a green fish 
                  in the boat or else we'd break up the boat and get bitten. I 
                  took the 6 ft alum and had it near me and next pass stuck the 
                  fish and dropped the rod, Gary's bigger gaff missed and he was 
                  gone.............
                 After the adrenaline left, I was still mad that 
                  tuna was gone, and we lost the shark and could have easily harpooned 
                  him if we had been ready, and so I had two beverages and climbed 
                  in the cabin (gasoline fumes and all)
                 Moved to the draggers at daylight and set up 
                  next drift back in 400 feet of water near a commercial Rod and 
                  reel fisherman with big internationals... He had a rod go off 
                  about 7:30 am, and we watched and up came a big shark which 
                  he let go...
                 Moved at 10:30, and I wanted to go in and bottom 
                  fish and we came upon three more draggers plus a giant Coast 
                  Guard cutter going up and down the canyon... saw a guy with 
                  a fish on and figured it out, and we went right to the edge 
                  of a dragger towing and waited, and when he passed and the net 
                  wire cleared, we got into his wake and started putting baits 
                  down. Gary's TLD 30 with 60 went off in about 30 seconds as 
                  I was floating out a whole bunker.
                
                 Took us two hours with his rod with broken gimbal 
                  cup - kept popping out, and he towed the skiff all over the 
                  place. He made three circles around the boat where we had to 
                  pass the rod around, and mostly stayed deep. The last half hour 
                  the fish was in sight but we could not get leverage to get him 
                  up the last 30 feet or so, and the only way to do it, with Gary's 
                  too long leader which was NOT a wind on, was for me to get on 
                  top of the cabin, stick the rod under my crotch, and let Gary 
                  hit the fish. First two shots were two deep and he missed, and 
                  I wanted to kill him.
                
                 Third pass he sunk the big gaff, and although 
                  the fish stopped right there, I loosened up the drag and grabbed 
                  the harpoon on top of the cabin, and hit the fish. Gary yelled 
                  NOOOO but it's November and we had no tuna in the freezer and 
                  I wanted no risk. Do you know the homemade harpoon 
                  we made with the wire and bronze head went clear through the 
                  fish and worked perfectly...... although the cheap Home Depot 
                  steel rod we used to attach the dart bent cause the fish didn't 
                  pull the dart off the harpoon and was attached to the fish on 
                  the shaft sticking out of the fish as we brought it in... and 
                  guess what happened to the side of the inside of the skiff from 
                  the sharp dart sticking out the bottom of the 128 pound fish 
                  when he started thumping his tail.... Thank God > for epoxy.
                
                 Anyway I jumped down and grabbed another straight 
                  gaff and hit the tail and we boated our first Tolman Bluefin 
                  Tuna - 128 lbs on the bathroom scale. He would'nt fit in the 
                  biggest cooler we had, so we dumped the tote and put the fish 
                  in, then loaded all the ice on top. Tote was full of ice cubes, 
                  blocks, and tuna and the tail was still out. 
                
                This brings me to the question, what on earth 
                  do you do with a big Tuna on a skiff.....??? Also brings me 
                  to the conclusion that the deck is none too big as we need more 
                  deck space for fighting, for a third guy that we really need 
                  on a long trip... and gear. I also conclude that we need a bigger 
                  fuel tank. The arrangement worked well as we had it because 
                  the fuel forward with the bait and ice aft made the boat trim 
                  out real nice. I thought we were silly going out with that ice, 
                  but the combination of the fish, in an un-insulated tub, with 
                  saltwater and warm air hitting it on the way in melted 2/3 of 
                  the ice with only big chunks left...
                
                 B&B were right. No guts no glory. We got 
                  a Honda, kicker, and reliable boat. More important is common 
                  sense and picking your days carefully. We used about 52-53 gallons 
                  and went 183 miles on the trip all told. 26 hours on the skiff- 
                  our longest trip to date. I don't know where our earlier measured 
                  and recorded fuel economy of 4.5 mpg went? I guess maybe since 
                  we had the boat heavily loaded and were in the ocean the whole 
                  time, and also ran out faster it went down a bunch. Guys on 
                  the dragger were out of their pilot houses with bino's looking 
                  at us... like they don't see Tolman skiffs fishing for Tuna 
                  80 miles off the beach everyday..... 
                Still pissed off at Gary cause we should have 
                  had a Mako in the boat, and we should have went earlier when 
                  the Yellowfins were still there. Water high was 66 and fish 
                  hit in 62 degree water...
                 Great trip, greater skiff! Make your fishing decks BIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
                 Dave NJ
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