2011-02-25 / Sports

Rockaway Outdoors/Tales From The Wheelhouse

By Captain Vinnie Calabro


It’s well worth the drive for the Carolina tuna. It’s well worth the drive for the Carolina tuna. After this winter I’m sure they’ll be much debate about global warming. It’s Monday and I’m still looking at some flurries replacing some of the snow melted over the past few weeks. Saturday morning before the blow was in full force I went down to the boatyard to inspect the boats and tighten up the hatches as the saying goes. After adding a few more dock lines I convinced myself to take a spin in the back bay before departing. Actually I was hoping to see some seals or dolphin; the past few springs they’ve invaded the back bay as far up as Inwood but I didn’t see any on this day.

The bay itself was a debris field of marsh grasses and floats, some throughout. This winter was a tough one as I could plainly see; docks mangled by ice flows, waterfowl huddle in the lee of the wind, seagulls scavenging along the low tide mark all yearning for some warmer days.

Anyone familiar with this column knows that one seagull in particular has adopted us or vice versa; affectionately we call him Cosmo and on this cold damp windy day sure enough he appeared on my dock. He looked a little weather beaten as one could imagine, especially after this winter, but there he was. I felt a little guilty because I had no offerings or snacks for him, pressed for time we exchanged glances and it was nice to know he was there.

This will be the fourth season that Cosmo has been part of the crew; it’s good to see him back. Funny thing people overlook their surroundings and often take little things for granted, this seagull didn’t. I think in our infinite wisdom we underestimate the intelligence of animals, we can sure learn a thing or two from this seagull.

Last week’s report could easily be a mirror for this one. When conditions were favorable the east end fleet out of Montauk and Rhode Island continued their assault on cod.

The fish are a little smaller this season compared to those in the past but limit catches are the norm and unless you’re traveling south it’s still the best game in town. My friend George did just that and drove the ten hours to the Outer Banks and had a decent day. Tuna in the one hundred pound class bent their rods, most on jigs and top water lures.

I think the tally was four caught and released while hooking six altogether. Not bad for February. It’s nice to know that in the world of today there’s still a place for fishing.

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