Well Mates, if yer a fisherman or fisherwoman you could not miss the latest news from out on them waters. From Santababbawawwa to Diego the Giant Humbolt, Squid have arrived.
I aint talking about a few squidlies, I’m talking about millions, zillions, ka’billions. There be so many squid in the ocean, no home in Lala land should be wit’out one in the pot.
Who said, “A chicken in every pot and a car in every garage?” Well, the Captn here sez, “Put a giant squid in butter and olive oil, grab a nice bottle of white wine, turn up the listening music and eat like a King or Queen.”
Unless, you don’t like eating bait. Yep, Humbolt squid is the number one bait for catching 40 pound home guard Yellow Tail.
My ole, dearly departed buddy, Bait Barge Wayne, used to cut the heads off the Humbolt squid, pin the head on a big fat hook and flyline it off the kelp at Rocky Point.
Let it soak awhile, wait for the line to start clicking, count to five and set the hook. Wamo! You be in for the fight of yer life.
There aint nut’tin like a home guard Yellow burning yer drags or exploding a reel as they try to make a run for freedom.
Now, if yer lucky enough to land that sucker, I would rather eat raw, grilled, baked, broiled, fried Yellowtail over a Humbolt squid anyday, anytime, anyway.
Don’t get me wrong. I have nothing against eating squid. I just look at it and see, White Sea Bass, Calico Bass, Tuna, or a Mako Shark taking a bite out of it first; only to find they be on the other end of my line.
Important notice: Do not even think about taking a swim in a school of Humbolt Squid. I been told by my good friend Ivan Villirino down Baja Way and all the way to CaboWabo, “They will eat you! All of you and leave only yer bones.”
However, the underwater seahunt folks say, “These giant squid do not like eating through a Dive’N Surf wetsuit to get to you.” Good thing for the Dive Boys and Girls, if in it’s true…Mmmmm.. I aint going to put that to the test. No Thank You…. Arrggg…
As for me I am staying rite on the deck of a boat, which is just what I did this weekend wit my good buddy Bay Runner Ray and his friend Tim “the Hunter” from down Diego way.
We took advantage of the nice cool overcast weather and snuck up on some big fat Red Snappers off the Short Banks.
Wit La Nina screwing up our beautiful Sunny SoCal beach conditions and flat surf, it does make for good Rock Cod and White Sea Bass fishing.
As Captn Dave “Midnite” Yumori out of basin Three King Harbor sez, “Don’t knock the conditions when the fish are biting.” Ya wants sun, go toPalm Springs.
Talk about sun! I had all I wants after spending August in Austin,Texas. Yep, same place where fires ripped through the cedar trees and burned out over a 1,000 homes wit 60 to 70 mile an hour winds.
My dear ole sweet mother, Mrs. Sr. Jack, was worried as a mother hen when the fires got within 40 miles of the cattle ranch. Oh, and in Texas, forty miles aint nut’tin! It be just down the road. After that close call, I packed up and hi’tailed it back to cold and windy Redondo Beach just in time for the “Maine” Lobster feast at the Seaside Lagoon.
Can you believe, the sun actually came out for one minute…Argggggg sez the Captain.
