Yankee Capts Mutton Marathon 11/10/16

Sorry, better late then never. (BTW, I don't profess to be a good photographer.)

Things finally lined up for a good 3 day mutton marathon on the Yankee Capts; no hurricanes on the horizon, in fact the weather forecast looked ideal, my bait guy said he had my gogs ready to go, my gear was all cleaned, checked (at least 3 times) and loaded into the truck, I was cleared to go, no emergency room visits or hospital stays for at least 2 weeks, although I did have to stop at the lab for a blood draw on the way out of town. (October wasn't a good month for me health-wise but that's a story for another time.) I made good time, traffic was surprisingly light, arriving at the Yankee around 4:30. Even though I was earlier then I expected there were already several people who had unloaded their gear. Soon my gear joined their's on the dock and there was nothing to do but have dinner at the HogFish and wait until it was time to load. Once it was time to load, the mates earned their keep, lugging cooler after cooler onto the upper deck. Each loaded with enough food, drinks, bait and ice for 3 days. Once we got under way, the smooth ride and cool AC made for ideal sleeping conditions.
Our first stop was around 5:30 am in about 150', I think. It wasn't long before the sun made it's presence known. I believe there were only 18 people on board so there was plenty of room to fish where ever you wanted. In fact it could get down right lonely at times.



The first few stops were dominated by large yellow tail snapper. After that Greg started hunting for more fertile ground. There was quite a variety of fish caught through out the trip. There were kingfish, cobia, red, black and scamp grouper, an African Pompano, Amber Jack, lane snapper, Blackfin Tuna, and of course mutton snapper. We had to leave one spot in about 220' because all we could catch were large red snapper.

Unfortunately once I start fishing I usually forget about taking pictures so I don't have many fish pictures.



The sunset was just as colorful as the sunrise. There were a few brave souls still fishing at 3 am when I got up to go to the bathroom.



Steadily picking at the fish throughout the trip led to some nice looking fish boxes.



Being on the ocean can lead to wonderful memories such as the super moon reflecting off the water. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end and it wasn't long before we were headed back into Stock Island.



The mates once again earned their keep helping people bring coolers and gear off the boat. Mean while the FWC was hard at work measuring and cataloging our catch.



Once everyone got all their gear off the boat and coolers lined up it time for the fish toss.



I ended up with a decent catch (for me). I had a nice cobia, a black fin tuna, a red grouper, 6-7 decent mutton, a large mangrove snapper, a stringer of yellow tails (and 257 sharks.) I think high hook had 12 -14 mutton and the big black won the pool. Greg and crew did their usual outstanding job making the trip enjoyable as ever. Although this picture is from another trip, Briso watched over things and made sure everything was running smoothly.

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