Spent Saturday and Sunday sturgeon fishing with my Son (FishSlayer) and our good friend Birdhunter up at Astoria. For the last 3 or 4 years we've been boat camping up there around Memorial day, really fun. We drove up after work Fri. night, put the boat in the water about 11 p.m. and set out for our anchorage spot for the night. Beautiful clear evening, no rain which was nice for a change. Made good time getting to our spot.
Got up in the a.m. and the wind was calm so we headed down to Desdemona sands to give that a try (We anchor near Tongue Pt.). Not exactly red hot, but we were catching some fish. Birdboy put a 51-52 incher on the rope right away so we let anything under 50 go, have to keep in the over 50 club at this point ya' know, which turned out to be a mistake. Had some friends fishing up river give us a call and they were having some success so we headed up to jion them, just in time to kill the bite! Fish Slayer managed a 46-47 incher and that was all for Sat. The boy did bonk a couple of nice sized flounder earlier down river.
Back at our achorage we set up the barbeque and feast on flounder fillets, deer steaks and macaroni salad, all of which had been provided for us by my Son. That was pretty cool.
On Sun. my intention was to fish the a.m., catch a limit and go home around lunch time. Well, fishing being what it is, things didn't exactly go as planned. The wind was enough that I didn't want to go back down below the bridge, so we stayed above T.P. in the flats. By about 10 we were doing no good so we got curious and took off exploring. I may have been a touch over confident about my surroundings at this point, as well as my craft's capabilities. Yup, set her down atop a sand bar with a couple hours of outgoing tide remaining until ebb. whoops! It was a nice soft landing, very gentle really. I had about an inch of water and if I'd only had a little more momentum I'd have made it to the other side of the bar, but such was our fate this day. If you look closely you'll see my mutinous crew heading off in the back ground!
We made the best of it and explored around the flat a bit and then birdman gathered his tackle and headed down about 200 yds across the flat to a small channel that remained (about 50 yds wide) and started fishing. I don't think he'd been there more than maybe 5 minutes when he hollers out. The lad and I look up from gathering our tackle to see our friend in the throes of battle with a very big fish. We race down to him and assist in landing the fish (well, Erik assisted while I stood there and watched and took pictures, that mud was slippery, didn't want to fall down or something chasing a fish!). Our efforts were rewarded with a very nice 58"er.
We stayed and fished here for a few hours and ended up catching a few more fish, only one was close to keeper size, like 44 & 3/4". That's OK, we had a blast. I may go back there someday and beach my boat again just for the expeience of dragging a fish out of a skinny little spot like we had and playing in the mud! It was so cool, we had fish right in front of us in 1 - 2 ft. of water at times.
We ended up pretty much staying till dark after getting the boat afloat around 4 p.m. Wandered around and looked for new spots, caught some shakers here and there, nothing too spectacular. Pretty hard to top the earlier events of the day. I am a lucky, lucky man to have these adventures I have with my Son and my friend, they have been few and far between lately. I am very grateful that it seems as though any time my Son and I get together with Ben, we have some adventure of epic proportions. Thanks fellers!
Hopefully Birdhunter and Fish Slayer will add their $0.50 here shortly.