Got an invite to take a ride to Annap on Russ'es Corsair 36. What a great boat! But will it fit into a 26' wide lift slip and Travelift? Apparently so. No lubricant needed! But it was close. Sailed approx 41 nm in a bit over 4 hours. Top speed was 15.9 kn in about 15-17 true wind at the mouth of the Magothy. Good times!
Figured I'd go flog the water one more day after trout fishing on the Gunpowder the day before. I tried dragging a modified muddler minnow through the fairway/deep water into the creek in hopes that the perch have arrived. No dice and it was a little too windy for my flyrod skills, plus there was a calm sunny spot in the lee of the wooded point on the south side of PSA. Which meant lunch and a nap and yes, it is possible to nod off in a kayak for a few minutes for a "power" nap.
Coastal flood warnings had me pumped! Finally an attempt to ride the high water into two different far reaches of the creek, but I only got to one and in doing so I hassled a mating pair of Canadas and felt bad about that so I turned around and went back out into broader waters.
The tide was high, but not even close to the highest we've seen in the past year or two. Still it was weird to paddle over the snags and downed cedars I usally don't even bother getting close to.
Saw a bald eagle up pretty close until he got fed up with me and flew off. Not bad for a 65 degree day in early March.
No fish, which is fine. A lot of boats out though. I guess you can figure on that when it's in the mid-70s in February. Nice to exchange pleasantries with other boaters who shared the same sentiments. Saw the SAR guys come into the creek in a RIB, I have no idea what they were doing and probably never will. Maybe just practicing. I'll never know and that's fine. It's such a nice day, why spoil it?
End of a rainstorm but the light was amazing. Bibs, a spray top and a hat and I stayed dry and comfy. Great paddle thru rain, fog and very brief sunlight.
We needed to get some intel on the new shoal pole in the Magothy (R "10"). e.g., How to affix a weather instrument on the new, leaner and meaner Day Beacons.
But this involved a 2-mile row in one of Patrick's dories out to the mark. Patrick is a machine on a set of oars. Even when the breeze changed from a favorable 2-5 kn westerly to....OF COURSE...as soon as we got to open water, 10-14 kn southerasterly which was, naturally, just the exact direction we were heading, and with tons of fetch from the SE, putting up a nice little 1-2 foot chop, Great....
But we got the data we needed including a quick, impromptu rope wrap around the pole to get an accurate read on the diameter (we barely touched the pole and put zero stress on it, during a lull and a flat spot in the chop). Mission accomplished. Thanks Patrick!
Man, what a great day.
It was 64 in The 'Dena when I left for home. Long 2.5 hour paddle all the way past Magothy "12" -- beyond that the breeze looked a little too demanding.
But even though there was a Small Craft Advisory, there was very little breeze in the lee of the North shore, being protected from a rather gusty NW'erly.
Clear water and warm sunshine, oh yeah.....
Sorry to say, there's a 2-3 pound chain pickeral swimming around in the backwaters of Blackhole Creek with a small shad dart and white paddletail hanging from the back side of his mouth. Pickerel's sharp teeth mean I MUST use a heavier leader.
Otherwise a pretty day on the river. And getting my 25 foot mast home, on top of my 15 foot car, went pretty well.
Sort of another Grondhog's Day with the partly cloudy skies & gale warning prediction. But once again, the breeze was very moderate back in the creek. I figured I'd take a rod and take a few casts. I've had great luck with a shad dart/white paddletail combo. Chain pickeral can't see to resist it this time of year and it should be fished deep (e.g., the channels of back-water creeks and coves). I hooked a nice pickerel and got lucky as it shaked itself off right at the boat.
Then things got real. I was taking the last few casts before heading to a beach for lunch, when I felt the lure hit something. I figured I was hung up on a sunken log, but then the line started to move. I reeled in a little and took all the slack out of the line and HOLY CRAP, this is a fish and it's no grotty little chain pickerel.
There was some serious weight on the line...what the heck could it be, this time of year? It started towing the kayak!!! For about ten yards and then the line went slack. DAMN! I really wanted to know what this was! But I reeled in and got a clue. On the hook was a what looked like a piece of plastic. On closer look, I saw it was one giant fish scale. I guess when fishing deep, I must've foul-hooked a big ole carp. Because to this is a carp scale, for certain.
I'm sorry for wounding you, Mr. (or Ms.) Carp, and I hope you heal up OK and survive.
VHF Wx Radio was playing up big breeze, and crossing the Key Bridge seemed to validate that perspective, but I don't think I saw more than 25 in the creek, which of course is pretty protected. Pintails seem to have disappeared, but I did not venture out of the creek, so who knows. Really beautiful day on the creek though!