Fletcher Fishing

posted by John on Jun 19

The sun rose like normal, the temperatures rose like normal, the birds sang like normal, and all seemed great for a small boat ride out to Billingsgate Island. We wanted to show some house guests how it disappears with the tide. Having used many ramps, including Wellfleet, many times, I felt that today would be no different. We all take so much for granted.

It is 12:30pm. I was doing my normal drop in procedure and realized that I had left the plug out. I hit the brakes to stop the car and boat, only the boat did not stop, I watched in horror as the time structure of the world slowed down and the boat receded from view. You never can know what it feels like to watch your boat fade from view in the rear view mirror until it happens. The mixture of shock and alarm numbs your body and I felt like I was walking through peanut butter. I put the truck in Park and ran towards the ramp, waiting to see a hurt person, or smashed boat, as the boat disappeared on an angle. How could I have not had, the ball pin in,  the safety chains on, or the brake or the….., your mind is working a fury while you watch your boat zing out in to the harbor at a fast clip.

Luckily on the ramp there was not a soul, it was a low but rising tide and no one foolish enough, but me, to drop their boat.

The clamor was not unnoticed. A mother with her children sitting on the bench were watching the activities. She was explaining to her children that this was how you launch a boat in to the water. Little did she know that what she and her children were about to witness was one in a billion. Afterward, one child innocently comments to his mother, “I don’t think it was supposed to be like this”

The harbor master and I took off running down the dock, he was a few steps ahead, but I was preparing for a flying leap with a small swim. However, the boat, as if guided by a hidden protector, performed a large u-turn and backed itself up to the dock, slowing as it approached for a grab that would have felt routine, and was tied easily to the dock.

The major karmic reward was that no one was injured and this was was now one big cluster-(cheese). My lottery win was today! No ticket needed.

My breathing evened out a bit, but now I had to deal with the trailer, sunk and mired in the mud of the low tide off any ramp concrete and gravel. The hitch was right at the water line, submerged in about a foot of water, but the tide comes in fast in Wellfleet so the need to hurry was in my thoughts. I backed the truck down, and was able to line up the ball with the hitch. I had no idea how I was going to lift it.

Yet another karmic reward, because the mud was soft and the pressure from catapulting the boat, the business end of the trailer lifted almost effortlessly on to the ball, and I hauled the trailer up the ramp. Sitting up top, the gravity of it all sunk in. The ‘crisis’ moments were over, but what happened?

After a moment of quiet reflection, the investigation began. It turns out I had hooked the safeties, and the brake hook, and the ball clamp and the ball clamp pin. Between the harbor master and I, our investigation showed this:

As I was backing on the flat part, I realized I needed to put in the plug. So I hit the brakes, but the wheels on the trailer had already just crested on the steep ramp. The pressures on the hitch switch violently switched from down to up. With no movement from the truck combined with the age of the trailer, this allowed the ball clamp pin to shear and the ball clamp to lose integrity and let go. With the ball clamp failed and the boat rolling back, both safety harnesses snapped without so much as a whimper, the emergency brake pull snapped after enacting, but the boat plowed down the ramp gaining speed the whole way with the brakes engaged.

As the boat, traveling quickly, plowed into the water, it left the concrete and gravel of the ramp and was pushed deep into the soft mud. This halted the trailer’s movement, but did little to stop the boat. The winch line snapped and the 1/2″ S-hook on the chain that connects to the boat was bent in to an L-hook.

The investigation complete, a perfect storm of failures on every safety system of the trailer, my attention worked back around to the boat, had it sustained any damage? As I approached the boat, I realized that the plug had never been put in. After a light drag back to the shallow end of the dock, a quick dip in the water for me to put in the plug, the boat sinking was averted.

All was well, the whole incident took about 1/2 hour, we went for a cruise, the trailer cost $76 to get the new, better parts that fixed the broken pieces. The ball hitch was adjusted to be really tight and still function. The 3/8″ aircraft cable safeties (2 of them) that snapped were replaced with chain, the winch cable was replaced, the bent s-hook was replaced and I got the boat out of the water by 5:00 pm as promised. The harbor master was kind enough to let me tie up on the public dock while I repaired the trailer.

Here are the pics:

The danger of the situation never left my mind, and will never, during this or future recounting of this incident! I hope it never happens to anyone.

Check everything on your trailer regularly.

posted by John on Jun 16

In an UDL, I fought wind, current and waves. I have busted lures, and I have almost broken line (it was making ting,ting ting noises), but today was another banner day. I cannot believe that I was only there with one other boat. At high slack tide, birds were working a patch of the ocean that every one knows. Stripers were jumping out of the water chasing confused bait. Another day of every cast on the fish resulted on a hook up.

Here is the set up. The brown birds were waiting on the surface or flying a foot or two above the water, and the large school of big striped bass were pushing bait up. The birds went nuts, and the fish were biting what I was throwing.

The fishing I have been experiencing takes a toll on the equipment. The mambo minnow lost it today. I removed the front treble, but the strain of boating about 20 fish Monday and a few today produced this. A nice fish was caught and boated, but during the hook removal the rear treble came out.

Today I decided to try the Sebile Magic swimmer. It is a slow sinker, but about 15 fish today broke one of the treble hooks and bent the other two.

Here is the last fish before I retired the sebile for the day and started taking pics. The fish was flopping on deck, I had to set a timer, and I could not get the lure secured and the fish in hand before it went off.

So after playing surface with the mambo minnow until it broke, and the sebile until it broke,  I was about to head in. I decided to try one more cast with a bullethead jig and a 9″ sluggo. I tossed it out, let it sink to the bottom of the school, and started retrieving. The lure felt like it was getting pounded, I must have had 3-4 hits before the good hook set. As I use light tackle, the fight was intense. Many good runs later, and the fish was boated. The lure was pounded by blues before the base took it. Here is the jig, followed by the bass.

posted by John on Jun 14

After the morning chores, and cleaning the boat, I decided to test the new knots I tied. Fish caught, knots adjusted, hate what  I tried.

The tide was moving fast. I slowed down to adjust my equipment and started marking fish.  Threw a jig with a sluggo, and came up blue on the first cast. The first fish over the gunnel was a 30″, 8lb blue, mean as can be.  I almost wanted to keep his butt just to make sure he did not destroy any more baits, but I was feeling merciful and he went back to the deep.

I was heading for ‘Damiens Pride’, but I spied a whole lot of Striped Bass pushing water and jumping for bait. I stopped and set up a drift right past them. I tried a green needlefish, and the bass just scattered. I tried a mackerel popper, same effect. The fish were moving slower than the drift, so I had to reset. I tried a mambo minnow, shallow dive, and blam! Every cast, a beefy bass. The two I measured were 40″ and 38″, one was really heavy. I caught 20-25 fish on the mambo minnow, I had to retie the leader twice, because the bass’s sandpaper lips where shredding the 50lb leader. Here are the best pics.

I had not planned to take a fish, but this one became dinner due to excessive bleeding. After this fish, I removed the center treble hook from the mambo minnow.

Nice Bass!

But wait! They get better.

And just when I thought I was catching the biggest bass out there. Look at this!

Wow!