Never Leave Fish to Find Fish
As soon as I flipped the small Norfolk spot overboard with a thin 6/0 circle hook trailing from just in front of its dorsal fin, the rockfish tidbit twitched its way into the depths. The tidal current was barely starting to move along the bridge support as I fed out line from my baitcaster and tried to estimate how close to the bottom, 30 feet below, the frisky bait was approaching.
There was lots of construction debris down along the bed in this location, and if that small baitfish got even a little slack it would thread its way into that jungle-gym of scrap rebar and concrete. Once there, it would be safe from marauding rockfish — and I could never hope to extract it.
Glancing hastily at my finder screen, I was jolted by some big fish marks trailing only five feet under the skiff’s hull. I recovered yards of line as quickly as I could, lifting my spot to meet those marks. A rockfish will often rise up in the water column to chase bait, but rarely will they descend far.
Because their eyes are positioned on the upper parts of their faces, objects that are profiled against the brightness of the sky are easy to discern. Looking down, however, is awkward for these fish. Seeing anything against the dimness and clutter of the bottom is almost hopeless.
As my bait neared the surface, it was snatched up. The rockfish then swam off, distancing itself from the rest of the pod to enjoy its meal in solitude. Allowing time for the fish to quiet its capture and position it to swallow, I anticipated a pause in its travel. Of course, fish never do what you expect. Instead, it increased speed and made for distant parts. I threw the reel into gear and let the line come tight.