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"40 Mile Reds. Georgia
Style!"
By: Capt. Richie Lott
Bottom fishing is simply my destiny, whether we target
Trout and Red fish Inshore, or Pompano 60 miles Offshore
at the R4 Navy Tower in 160+ ft. of water. I can't
tolerate a day on the boat without fishing on the bottom.
We all have that tendency to whine a little when someone
says, "It's a 40 mile run, but the fish ought to be
there". Well, let me take all the doubts out of
making that long run decision. If bottom fishing is your
game, the Red Snapper are biting as good as last year, if
not a little better.
The opportunity arose for me to make the long run in
comfort to do some bottom fishing. So, I decided to load
up on the "Hoss Fly", a 30-ft. Topaz Captained
by Rick Stallard. Once again, I was off to the 40-mile
ledges Southeast of the Georgia Coast. My favorite place
to fish on our small, but fertile 100 - mile coastline.
A pleasant surprise awaited us in 70 ft. of water on the
journey East. From the tower of the "Hoss Fly",
we watched birds swoop and dive at the water from a mile
away. When we got close, the answer was clear. The bait
marked up in textbook form on the CVS 106 bottom machine.
We knew the bait was not going to be a problem after that
marking! Goggle Eyes by the thousands swarmed the
structure along with sardines the length of an
unsharpened pencil.
We heard tale of some very large Boston Mackerel in the
area, but our Sabiki's boasted only Goggles and Sardines.
I didn't see that as a problem. The size of the baits we
caught were plenty big enough to get my adrenaline
pumping, and after about 60 baits were in the well, we
headed east another 20 miles.
As we approached the holy numbers, we talked of how good
the fishing has been, and how good it BETTER be today!
Capt. Matt Amie and I retired our beanbags and began
making bottom rigs. Within a few short minutes, we had 6
rigs ready to send down as we idled slowly up to the
number I had programmed in the GPS. We were ready. We all
stared at the CVS 106 waiting for the bottom to blow up
on the screen.
Finally, after several passes, there she was. That
beautiful, bright colored marking rising high off the
bottom and pointing sharply into the current. Rick
screamed for the crew to "Send 'em!" I just
watched on the first go-round to see the brutal
"butt whippin'" get put on some of our crew
members who had never caught a Red Snapper. I watched
eagerly as the 16 ounce weight peeled line off the
Tidewater GOLD 30 Reels as they carried the live Sardines
to the bottom.
Finally. Touchdown. The crew quicky slammed the levers on
the reels to strike, and I instructed them to make 3 full
reels off the bottom to prevent any hang up on the
structure. It was about 5 seconds, and the screaming and
feet shuffling began! There's nothing quite like hearing
the screams of a happy Angler hooked up with a BIG fish
and the Captain on the Radio in the background telling
his partners "We're Tripled Up!"
After a brutal battle with NO drag, Sean Parks and Chip
Neal boated their first ever Red Snapper. What a feeling
that is to see their faces when they have accomplished
something they have never done. As I photographed the
action, my partner, Matt Amie was still hooked up with a
fish LONG after the Camera was put away. He asked me what
I thought it could be. I had no answer. I just looked
into his eyes and then down at the reel as line poured
off about four times our drift speed.
Ten minutes went by, and we finally could see some color.
It was a nice Cobia! What a bonus! He made the first boat
side appearance and then made a dashing run to the bottom
again. Matt finally pulled the fish to the Gaff, but it
took all he had left. I have never seen Matt hand off a
Rod, but I believe he was ready to. He may kill me for
writing that! I swiped him in the head and we threw him
in the box. High five's and Screams engulfed the cockpit
as we eased back to the marking. The Cobia had pulled us
200 yards from our initial hook up spot, so the crew had
a chance to talk of how great the fish pulled and begged
me to get those pictures developed quick!
Drift after drift produced fish, until finally, we had
our limit of Red
Snapper in the box, and the boys were beat down very much
bad. We lost several NICE fish that our tackle simply
couldn't handle, and we fish pretty darn heavy, too. They
may have been big Amberjack or Gag Grouper, but who
knows. Usually, we can turn just about any bottom fish
with the rigs we use, but the terminal tackle wouldn't
hold up to the test on a few of those fish.
Another day well noted for the 40 mile ledges. There are
no secrets to this type of fishing. You simply need the
ride to get there, and you'll catch fish. There are about
30 published numbers on this patch of live bottom that
can be picked up at the DNR office in Brunswick. Get your
live bait at one of the artificial reefs on the way out,
and the rest is just fishin'!
To book a trip with Capt. Richie Lott and Capt. Matt
Amie, visit our office at Golden Isles Marina or visit us
on the Web @ www.charterfish.net.
May the seas be calm, and your coolers be full.
Capt. Richie Lott
912-638-0241
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