My cousin and I arrived at the Santa Cruz Harbor at 5:30AM. We unloaded at the launch just below Aldo's and were on the water by 6AM. We met up with a few other NCKA'ers and headed towards the harbor mouth by 6:45AM. It was an extremely foggy day, but the winds were calm and swell was only 2-3 ft as we paddled towards the Mile Buoy.
Being my first time out in salt water, the heavy fog made me extremely cautious as we headed out into the bay. Being with a handful of others AND knowing I had the proper safety equipment put my mind at ease as we approached Mile Buoy. Being out in the bay in the fog was a very calming experience. The sound of the whistle buoy and the seals combined with the low visibility made for a serene environment that put a huge smile on my face. It was the same feeling I get when paddling out to a break on my surfboard at first light and seeing the sun begin to rise above the horizon as the sets begin to roll in.
Having never fished the area I was very surprised to see a lack of structure on the sea floor. I had always assumed that the sea floor was covered in rock/reef and would be easy to locate structure with my fish finder. Paddling around the Mile Buoy for a couple of hours I did not mark any structure, so jigging was unproductive. Time to move on...
As we headed toward Steamer Lane, structure became more frequent. I stopped just outside of the kelp bed and decided to wet a line. I skipped the shrimp fly setup and started jigging a 3oz lead head with a 6.5" Halloween Big Hammer. I immediately felt a bite as I lifted the pole from the first bounce off the bottom. I set the hook and felt a few head shakes. As I reeled in and start to see color, I could tell it was an undersized Ling Cod. The first of three. I paddled a little further from the kelp bed and notice a large area of structure and drop my line again. I feel a bite, this time the rod goes bendo and I immediately knew this was a larger fish. It put up much more of a fight than the first three. I pulled the fish next to my kayak and grabbed my fish grips. As I lift the fish onto my lap I knew it was a keeper. The Lingcod measured 24" and was the first fish I've landed on my kayak. What a great experience!
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Monday, March 10, 2014
944 days
It has been exactly 944 days since the 1st time I paddled into a wave and stood up on top of a 12 foot piece of foam and rode a wave. 2 years, 7 months, and 1 day since that life changing event. I've always been intrigued by the ocean and surfing has always been something that I wanted to try. A long time friend of mine has been pushing me to get into the water since high school. "It'll change your life. Trust me you will love it. You are missing out." Nothing he said could change my mind. The "land lord", "men in grey suits", "whitey", BIG FREAKING FISH WITH BIG FREAKING TEETH kept me out of the ocean. No way was I going to step foot into the realm of nature's apex predator. I happen to live near the coastal area also known as "The Red Triangle". This nickname, this region, this fear kept me from one of life's most simple yet satisfying experiences, gliding down the face of a wave. It took 15 years and Hawaii's warm, crystal clear, water to entice me into the ocean. I don't know exactly what clicked in my head and made me bite the bullet, but I'm glad I did. Upon returning to California I immediately ordered a wetsuit and picked up a board off craigslist. I hit the ground running, surfing 2-3 times a week since then and now owning 4 surfboards to cover most conditions, surfing has been one of the few things I've tried that actually live up to it's cliches. It is difficult to explain the feeling to someone that doesn't surf. As Dave "Rasta" Rastovich put it "It's like trying to explain color to a blind man".
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