On 6/19/2010, I ran out to 130-160 foot with a buddy who has been trying to coordinate a trip with me for a year. I also wanted to break in my new jigging rod (more than the one trigger fish I caught on it the first time I took it out), so I loaded the boat with every color, style, size, and make of jig I have.
We started out in 130 foot at a spot that is high relief, in hopes of catching some beeliners. While they were firing down some bait, I tied on my favorite jig, Eastern Tackle Sardine 3.5oz in potroast. First time high speeding it to the surface, wham, 30 pound aj. I reload and refire, second series up, wham, another nice Jack. On the other side of the boat, two others were locked in battle as well. Once those were landed, we set out to catch the beeliners. We had our limit of 2-3 pound red eyes in about 30 minutes. Also tossed in the box was a nice yellowtail snapper and some really large trigger fish, and some pinkies.
We then ran 7 miles to a small 3 foot ledge. They warned me in advance to beware of scamps. I checked my knot on my jig and prepared. As soon as we came to a stop, I fired down. The Sardine jig hit bottom, I gave it one hop, then wham... fish on. As I am fighting my fish, I notice the other anglers are all fast in fish as well. One pulls, off, the other two make it to the box w my scamp. All are around 9-12 pounds. We reset for the next drift. Immediately, the ET sardine gets crushed again, another scamp in the box.
We reset for the next drift. I send the jig back down doing a slow yo yo hop throwing lots of slack in the line so the sardine jig has a chance to really flutter. I do probably 10 hops when wham.... fish on during the drop. I get a few cranks and then it was gone. I let it sink back... bam... fish on again, then off.... then again... then off... This goes on for 4 solid bites right in a row then I finally get one to stick to the hook. When i get the Scamp in, I realize I have busted the point off the hook and the scamp I just caught didnt even get fully hooked, he was just caught on the broke point. I quickly fix the hook point and fire back down, and get yet another scamp.
As I am fighting my scamp, the guy beside me puts on a jig as well, and ties into a fish. Its bucking like crazy and we quickly realize he has a red snapper. It winds up being a 20 pound sow. Captain immediately tells us to pull up as we are going to move so as not to catch anymore. This sow brings a mahi along with it, which my buddy promptly hooks and brings into the ice box.
We move again a little farther down the ledge. The jig bite slows, so I try some other jigs, all to no avail. I then decide to soak some stip baits from some bonita and amberines. Instant reward with a big scamp. Then another. At this point we are one fish away from our grouper limit and the captain was wanting to go try for a big grey (gag). While we are thinking about it, another big snapper crushes a bait, only to be released. That is all the captain needed to make up his mind as we didn't want to catch any more big red snaps.
We run 1/2 mile to a big gag number to no avail, (I did catch a cuda on the jig which brought a mahi up with it that the captain added to the ice box) so decide to limit out on grouper then go hunt other fish. Back we go to the scamp ledge, where the last scamp grouper falls for a stip of bonita. Its now 11 am. We immediately head to a triggerfish spot. We caught a pile of them, then run out to deeper water to try for some Afrcian Pompano. There we jig up some AJs instead... again, the sardine from ET being very well received by the jacks, making me pull 2 of them out of 160 feet of water. My buddy bangs out two nice jacks on a white bucktail as well.
Its now around 3 pm, and we decide to run in. On the way in we run near a large wreck, and decide to see if there are some mango snapper on it. First drift, my buddy ties into a nice fish on a grunt plug. It winds up being a 10-12 pound Mutton. Next drift, my buddy feed a big mango another grunt plug. The mango goes around 15 pounds. While he is fighting his "goose," I manage to hook into one only to have it come unbuttoned. On the next drift, my buddy once again hooks up and throws another big mango on ice. He was putting on a clinic out there with the mango snaps. With that, we were completely out of cooler space and ice, so we headed back in. My rod is now officially "battle proven and the freezers are now stuffed to capacity at all our houses as well as everyone we know's.
I will have the pictures later today and will post up to give credence to the report. We didn't take many pics, but we did get a few.


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