The Orient Point Fishing Reports

Georgie

Georgie Porgy, who fishes like a 30 yr old pro sharpie is 11. Although this is the norm for him, high hook as his father never ceases to marvel, the crew of the Black Rock continue to have great pride as Georgie started with us at about 5 yrs old. Big future for him ahead, not just as a sharpie.
See you next week.

Capt Sloan

Father and Son

Had a special Father and Son trip out as Dan the father, at a strong 82 yrs young, showed off his fishing experience countless times landing Striper after Striper and Blue after Blue. Great trip and sorry to give your age away Dan as I know you can get away for 20 yrs less, but its inspirational and something for us all to shoot for.

Thanks

Capt Sloan

Capt Sloan and Dominic

Bass and Blues

Dominic, 5 years old, and his Dad Anthony both came out fishing for the first time ever and in just a half an hour learned so much from First Mate Joe that they were catching Blues and Bass one after another. Great job Dominic, can’t wait until we see you next time.

Your new friend,

Capt Sloan

Al and the guys fished hard And filled the box. Nice job. Check it out

Mike Erin and malaky wacked the stripers with23 for just the three of them. Erin had the big one.

Frank led the way again as he caught the big one. Sal had a very close second with a big one of his own. (check out the photos).

We had our limit with a box full of nice Stripers and Angelo pointed out how the the guys were making me look good with their super human angling skills. Either way they surely didn’t make me look bad as the fishing was great, they fished like pros and we caught them every pass.

Angelo and a nice Striper

Gus has gone fishing. Out at sea, fishing for the big ones on the Black Rock, Gus was unavailable for all those landlubbers who kept trying to call him and disturb his fishing concentration. As you can see from the pictures, we had a great day catching our limit of Stripers and keeping 5 nice Fluke up to 6.3 lbs.

See you next week Gus.

Capt Sloan

It was “Georgie Porgy”, you may remember him, and his buddy “Little Joe” who showed their dads how to catch the keeper Bass. They are both 11 years old. Together they had 7 of our 10 keeper Stripers and I look forward to the next time they came hammer away. Nice job boys.

Also, nice to mention is the same report even though it was the next day,  Tom brought his father-in-law, Bob Geiger, out fishing. He said: “Cap, all I want is for him to catch a Striper”. Bob is 83 and had been on our waters long before most of us even existed. 83, but in great shape and a ready to go attitude, he caught the first fish of the trip on the second drift, and later the biggest. Nice Job Bob and great to have you on board. Always an honor for me to take these seasoned guys out.

So check out the photos of the  vets and the rookies.

Thanks

Capt Sloan

30 lb Rooster

I write this last report of my 2009-10 Costa Rica 5 month fishing adventure as I wait in the airport for the flight to take me back to Long Island and a new Striped Bass season.

            As I look forward to getting back out on the Black Rock I recount all the great trips and adventures I had this year in Costa Rica. December produced a classic Dorado (Mahi-Mahi) run, with Gregg and I filling the chill bag to the top with 15-20 fish each timeout. George from Yo-Zuri with the help of Frank, or maybe it was the other way around, landed a 120.7 lb Yellowfin and busted a few more bigger ones off.

            A special treat, my friends and fellow charter boat captains from CT, Jay Bird and Preston topped off a great year with their first visit this past week. The recount of the trip may sound like I dreamed it, but it went like this: we pulled out of the Lodge before the sun had made it over the mountains four sabiki bait rods rigged and a boat load of charter captains aboard, the wise cracks were already starting and we hadn’t even made it to the river mouth.

            Luckily Jay brought Leanne, his sweat heart girlfriend. Luck in that she went on to catch most of the live bait three and four at a time and then rand the bell hard, finessing 6 Roosterfish, 4 Jack Crevalle (corel in Spanish), an African Pompano, Spanish Mackerel and a super tasty 10 lb Rainbow Runner. This was all in the morning. The guys had decided to make a day of the inshore fishing and it was a great choice. The water color turquoise green and a great surfer’s swell made for the ultimate inshore conditions and by 11 am we left the fish biting, which was hard to do as we were hooking up every time we passed the big rock. Leanne, affectionately called Lee, which reminds this captain of old sweet memories of years past, was flawless as our hook up and land/release rate was 100%. Not a single fish lost.

            But having a perfect morning we left the shoreline’s palm trees and misty surf to drop on some Grouper and Snapper with dropper rigs, New England style, tied up by my fellow caps. The only phrase that comes to mind is hammer job. When the smoke cleared the cooler was full. Jay named them ”Red Heads”, the Margarita Snappers for their bright red heads and we accompanied them with Grouper, Corvina (white sea bass), Canejos (tilefish) and Mancho Red Snapper. Hitting the tide perfectly, we caught double headers, rarely reeling in with out a fish. Now telling the story a bit out of sequence I must share with you how later the chef Shirley grilled one of each of these sweet fish and laid them out on the table for the Captain’s Feast.

            Once again, leaving the bottom fish biting we took one more shot at a monster Cubera Snapper. Live Blue Runners, bridled behind the boat passing them over the volcanic humps seemed to be fruitless as we had no bites. Just as we were to head for the Lodge, Jay-Bird’s reel now in free spool started dumping line. As the circle hook found its way to the corner of the mouth and Jay put the wood to him, a fifteen minute battle brought our best Rooster of the day a 30 lber alongside the boat.

            As I headed for the dock with my friends I reflected on how great a season it had been, both on and off the water. Should I always be so lucky.

See you in Orient Point

And enjoy the photos

Capt Sloan

Jack Crevalle

Rainbow Runner

African Pompano