Okay, two trips ago to Laguna Beach I hiked over to Sargo Point real early, had no bites, then walked back across Crescent Bay to fish Twin Points and caught a relative bunch of assorted bass.  One trip ago I bee-lined it straight to Twin Points at 4am but had no hits.  I didn’t even bother with Sargo Point.  This morning I hit up Sargo Point first, had no hits then walked back across Crescent Bay to fish Twin Points.  I am one confused Dangler... and getting dizzy to boot.

    Maybe not.  Twin Points was good today.  My first five casts with the Fish Trap produced at least one hit each before I landed a healthy fourteen-inch calico.  Another perfect cast was made to where the sand meets the rocks.  As I let the Trap sink to the bottom, the line took off and I was on.  This one was pulling darn hard but was no match for the 20-pound line.   BAM, upon the casting rock bounced a two-and-a-quarter pound sandy, much larger than the norm around here.  Twenty more casts to the same spot netted four more calico bass, all under the legal twelve-inch legal requirement and one keeper sandy of thirteen inches.

    I switched over to another rock further back into Santa Ana Cove, where historically sand bass and white seabass have been caught by the Breakwall crew.  No sandies today but I did land a three-pound seabass, way below the twenty-eight inch legality for that specie.

    At 7:30 it seemed I nailed all there were to be caught on this side of the point, off to the Crescent Bay side I went to cast there.  Thirty flings of the Trap everywhere produced no takers, so I switched tactics; splitshotting a wad of mussel with a #4 weight and a #4 Owner Flyliner hook tied to the ten-pound spinning outfit.  First cast baby, BAM the drag was a hummin’ as what I predicted to be a bass of some sort tore out.   I used the next big wave to help me guide the fish up onto the ½ acre casting rock.  The receding water revealed a flopping thirteen-inch calico thereupon.  Yippy!

    In the next hour or so I caught three more calicos and another sandy using mussel, none of which were legal.  The sandy was gut-hooked and hemorrhaging profusely.  I tossed that one to the gulls, three of who were keeping sentinel over my activity twenty feet away.  They all raced over toward the dying fish, with the dominant male (just a guess) squawking loudly and covering his ‘catch’ with his wings.  The others backed off immediately.  At eleven inches and a with a bit of life remaining, the bass was too large and wiggly to be wolfed down whole.  The bird resorted to pecking at it as if he didn’t really know what he was doing.  Very amusing to view, until the next set of swells rolled in, washing the fish back into the drink.

    To end the morning low tide season I will fish Twin Points one last time on September 1.  Later in the month I plan on traveling to Opaleye Point with green bait to fish incoming and/or high tides the rest of the year.  If anyone cares, click the Calendar button at the top.

P.S.  Hey Breakwall Dan, I saw lots of green bait growing in a lagoon where Aliso Creek enters the ocean.

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