Captain Greg Peralta

Smart Dog

Warmer weather has significantly increased boat traffic in Beresford Creek. To my surprise, many of the boats stop by the dock to visit with Brody. It seems being a fishing finding and stock trading dog has made him a bit of a local celebrity. So now, he just sits on the dock and waits for people to stop. Some want a picture. Others an autograph. Most inquire where the fish are or what stocks to buy. Brody asked me to share his answers to these questions.

With water temperatures approaching the middle 60-degree range, Redfish, Trout and Flounder are actively feeding in the shallows. Look for them near the mouth of small creeks on the falling tide. Predators congregate in these locations waiting for the tide to bring them an easy meal. Brody says the fish are feasting. If you don’t catch one after a few casts they are not there. Move to the next likely location. Keep moving until you start catching.

As for stocks, please know that Brody is a dog. He has no formal training or certifications in this area. However, he does pretty well in the market. Recently, Brody has been moving into and out of stocks very quickly. Before Russia invaded Ukraine, Brody stocked up (no pun intended) on the energy sector. XOM, OKE and BP all went up when the invasion began. A few days later, rumors of a Covid outbreak in China had Brody selling his energy sector holdings while the stocks were still rising. The next day, the energy sector gave up its gains. Brody says, “pigs eat, and hogs get slaughtered”. In a volatile market don’t be a hog. To tell the truth, I am not quite sure what he means but that is what he says.

Life with a fish finding and stock trading dog is always interesting. If you are out on the boat and in need of excitement, stop by the dock. Brody will be there waiting for you.

Out in the Cold

Given back-to-back winter storms, my fishing has been somewhat curtailed. When I have braved the elements, the redfish bite in the shallows has been pretty good. Trout are still around but the cold water has been acting pretty lethargic. For both species, a slow “do nothing” retrieve seems to get the most bites. Typically, I fish until I cannot feel my fingers anymore. This usually happens in less than an hour. So, my trips have been fairly short. Leaving Brody and me with a lot of spare time. Let me tell you, Idle paws are the devil’s work. Brody is bored. When Brody is bored, we both get into trouble.

On Thursday afternoon, in preparation for high winds and freezing temperatures, I took down all the hanging baskets. My wife takes pride in the hanging baskets. Especially the smaller ones. However, Brody thought the small baskets were toys and picked one up. I told him the baskets were not toys. He acknowledged and put the basket down.

That night, Brody was wildly running around the yard. I called him to see what was up. He came carrying a small hanging basket in his mouth. I laughed and we played catch with it. The next day, all the small baskets were spread across the yard and completely destroyed. Amy was horrified. Thinking quickly, I speculated that the local deer herd must have eaten them. This made sense to Amy as we have had a bit of a deer problem. About then, Brody came bounding up with a small basket in his mouth. Amy was not looking so I took it and threw it into the woods. Unfortunately, Brody thought we were playing catch. He ran into the woods and brought the basket back to Amy. Trying not to laugh, I speculated that Brody had retrieved the basket from the menacing deer herd. I could not pull it off. Laughing, I confessed. Amy did not see the humor in it.

So, Brody and I are fishing again. Regardless of the weather. You could say we are out in the cold. Figuratively and literally.

Get out there

Taking your boat to the shop for annual maintenance can be a real hassle. Especially when your full-size truck is not quite big enough to pull a 32-foot Yellowfin out of the water. It is an unsettling feeling when the weight of your boat pulls the truck backwards on the boat ramp. It is even more unsettling when Brody (the amazing fish finding and stock trading dog) says, I told you so. When your dog is smarter than you are, it is truly unsettling.

Thankfully, a friend with a heavy-duty truck helped me tow the boat to Longshore Boats off Clements Ferry Road. While getting the boat to Longshore was a hassle, my service experience there was definitely not one. Maintenance and repairs were completed on time and on budget. Jackie and Paul provided great communication and excellent customer service. They even helped me to launch the boat and move it back to the dock! If your boat needs maintenance, Brody and I highly recommend Longshore Boats.

With the Yellowfin back in service, Elliott (my son), Dave (my brother), Brody and I decided to do a quick fishing trip. Our plan was to run offshore about 24-miles and target Grouper around some live bottom and ledges. We did not catch any Grouper because American Red Snapper and Amber Jack kept eating our slow pitch jigs. Red Snapper are out of season, so we carefully released them. However, a couple of huge sharks began milling around the boat and eating the fish were letting go. The sharks were so big and so aggressive, that we decided to move to another area.

Upon arrival at the new spot, a live bottom area in 70-feet of water, Elliott and Dave dropped Shimano Wing Fall jigs to the bottom. Elliott hooked up with a nice Mutton Snapper that we invited home for dinner. A few Vermillion Snapper and Black Sea Bass were also guests for dinner. Back at the dock, I got stuck filleting the fish. Elliott, Dave, and Brody took the skiff to invite some Trout home for dinner. They returned in short order with a few more fish for the table. That evening, we enjoyed a fresh fish feast.

In the Lowcountry, we are lucky to have a year-round fishery. Right now, both inshore and offshore fishing are very good. So, get that winter boat maintenance done and then get back out there.

Rough Seas

Sometimes, even with the help of a fish finding and stock trading dog, catching fish can be a challenge. Saturday was one of those days. Elliott, Brody, and I launched the boat at 6:30 in the morning. Our plan was to run offshore and target Wahoo in 180-feet of water. The weather was crisp. Cool enough that that I put on a light jacket for the run offshore. Upon exiting the jetties, we encountered rough, washing machine like conditions. So, we decided to try vertical jigging for Grouper a little closer to shore in 90 feet of water.

On the ride to our first Grouper spot, I could tell Brody was feeling a little seasick. You are asking, how does one know your dog is seasick? Because Brody threw up on my shoes. Twice! Thankfully, he began to feel a little better upon our arrival at a ledge 24-miles offshore. Well, at least he stopped throwing up. However, he was in no condition to help us find fish. For the next two hours, Elliott and I dropped jigs to the ledge. We could see schools of fish on the depth finder but only managed to catch one Grouper. Sea conditions continued to be rough, and Brody gave me the “this is not fun” look. So, we called it a day.

On the ride back, the ocean laid down as we approached shore. Brody started barking. This got my attention, and I scanned the horizon. A school of Atlantic Bonito was feeding aggressively a couple of hundred yards ahead of us. I pulled back the throttles and Elliott grabbed a spinning rod rigged with a Shimano 21-gram Colt Sniper jig. We let the boat drift near the school and Elliott made a long cast into the feeding frenzy. Boom! Fish on.

We enjoyed non-stop action with the Bonito until we got tired of catching them. They were not the target species, but we had a blast catching and releasing them. Other than Brody being seasick and me needing a new pair of shoes, it was a very good day.

Sushi

For the past week or so, there have been rumors that the Blackfin Tuna bite is red hot along the 30-fathom curve. Blackfin Tuna make excellent sashimi and poke. Two of my favorite foods. Unfortunately, a sprained right ankle has kept me from offshore fishing. On Thursday, the allure of fresh Blackfin Tuna became overwhelming. So, Brody and I invited Elliott (my son), Dave (my brother) and Tristin Poole to join us on Friday.

We left the dock just before first light. Our plan was to run to the 30-fathom curve then troll a spread of DTX lures (for Wahoo) and cedar plugs (for Blackfin). We arrived a bit late to the fishing grounds and missed the prime fishing time. However, we did manage to catch some tuna. With a good supply of sashimi and poke in the fish box, we decided to stop trolling and do a little vertical jigging.

While I navigated to a small ledge in 165 feet of water, the crew switched from trolling to jigging tackle. Upon arrival at the ledge, we dropped Shimano 170-gram Shimmerfall jigs to the bottom. This was my first time to fish a Shimmerfall jig. I liked it. More importantly, the Grouper and Snapper liked it too! Dave even hooked a couple of Blackfin Tuna on the Shimmerfall. However, one pulled the hook and the other was eaten by a shark. This got us to thinking about specifically targeting Blackfin Tuna with jigs. It will take a bit of trial and error, but I think it will become a highly effective technique for keeping sashimi and poke on the table!

On Saturday, Brody and I did a little inshore fishing. The Trout, Flounder and Redfish were crushing the Z-Man Finesse TRD. They were congregating around creek mouths on the last half of the falling tide. Shallow, oyster laden creeks produced the best action. While we were fishing, a boat pulled up and stopped. I expected them to ask a fishing question. However, they just wanted to see the “famous” fish finding and stock trading dog. It was a humbling experience.

Brody is Bored

Recently, I have been nursing a badly sprained ankle. So, Brody (the amazing fish finding and stock trading dog) has not been fishing very much. Let me tell you, a bored dog is a dangerous dog. Here are a few examples.

With a little extra time on his hands, Brody has been dabbling in cryptocurrency. Now, I don’t much about this stuff. Thus, I am inclined to do what Brody says. When Brody said to by Solana, we did. It went down. Then he said to buy the dip. We did. Then it went down. If my ankle does not get better soon, I will corner the Solana market (and also need to get a job).

Thankfully, Brody got distracted from buying Solana when he got to thinking about Halloween. Never ever take a bored dog shopping for Halloween costumes. First of all, the choices are nearly endless. Who thinks of all this stuff? After hours of trying costumes on, Brody selected a shark outfit.

Upon returning home, my ankle was killing me. But Brody wanted to fish. Against doctor’s orders, we launched the boat and anchored adjacent to a submerged oyster bar. I cast a Z-Man EZ Shrimp to the bar and let the current sweep it along the bottom. Not my preferred way to fish but I could do it while sitting down. My ankle was throbbing. To my surprise, the Trout were crushing the EZ Shrimp. I wondered if that is how it got its name. None of the Trout were particularly large but they were fun to catch. It also kept Brody from buying more Solana.

If you come to my house for Halloween. Brody will probably be in a shark costume handing out Solana. However, I am not sure if it is a trick or treat!

Hot Tuna and Humble Pie

Ohana

Historically, I do not name my boats. However, the new to me Yellowfin 32 is a documented vessel and required to have a name. In Hawaii, Ohana is the word for family. Since the boat is a gathering spot for my family that is its name.

On Sunday, offshore sea conditions were forecast to be calm. So, my son Elliott, brother David and celebrity dog Brody decided to take Ohana to the Royal Terrance (50-miles offshore). Our target species was Wahoo, one of our favorite fish to eat. Sushi, sashimi, or on the grill, Wahoo is delicious.

We left the dock before dawn. In the calm ocean conditions, the run took a little over an hour. Upon arrival, we deployed a couple of black and pink DTX minnow lures and began rigging a spread of ballyhoo. Our rigging was quickly interrupted by a strike on one of the lures. It turned out to be a be small Wahoo and we decided to release it. While David and Elliott got back to rigging, Brody kept looking behind the boat and barking. I figured he wanted to circle the boat back to where originally got the strike. Thankfully, I marked the location with the GPS and was able to navigate back to the location. As we approached the spot, both DTX lures got crushed. It was pandemonium. Both fish made long, drag searing runs. Brody was barking. I figured he was saying I told you to circle back. It took a bit of doing, but we got both fish to the boat. Wahoo!

On the ride back, we came upon a large school of Bonito feeding near the shipping channel. Elliott and David cast Shimano 28-gram Colt Sniper jigs into the school. Both hooked up. More pandemonium. More drag searing runs. More Brody barking. Sometimes, I think he barks just to bark.

As I watched the scene unfold, I was thankful for another family fishing day.

Fish Fry

Brody and I usually practice catch, photo, and release. However, with the Daniel Island Inshore Fishing Club fish fry on September 21, we are keeping some of the fish that we catch. One of our favorite fish to fry is the Vermillion Snapper. They are abundant, easy to catch and very tasty. So, Brody and I set out to catch a few for the fish fry. We launched the boat just after sunrise and headed out to a ledge in 125 feet of water. Thankfully, the ocean was calm, and we made the run in less than an hour. Upon arrival, we idled the boat along the ledge looking for fish on the depth sounder. Of course, with the amazing fish finding and stock trading dog onboard, this was unnecessary. Brody began barking when we wanted us to fish. There were no fish showing on the sounder, but I have learned to fish when Brody says to fish. I dropped an 80-gram Shimano Wing Fall jig to ledge, and it was crushed on the way down. The fish was a brute. Pulling much harder than the typical Vermillion Snapper does. To my surprise, when the fish came to the boat, it was a Mutton Snapper. A big one at that. Mutton Snapper are not common catches around here. Well, at least not for Brody and me. After a quick check of the fishing regulations, we invited the Mutton to the fish fry. Shortly thereafter, a limit of Vermillion Snapper was invited as well.

With our legal limit in the fish box, Brody and I headed for home. On the ride back to the dock, I decided to stop at a submerged oyster bar in the Wando River. I was hoping to invite my other favorite fish to fry, Spotted Sea Trout, to the party. Fishing for Trout in a 32-foot Yellowfin can be a bit of a challenge. But the Trout were super cooperative. Soon, a limit of Trout was visiting with the Snapper in the fish box.

Back at the dock, Brody asked me to take a picture of all the fish “he” caught. I laughed. Brody smiled. At least I think he was smiling. Regardless, it made for a good picture.

Great Fishing

Last week, fishing was great! Catching was below average but the fishing was great. How is this so? Great fishing is not about what you catch but who you go fishing with. If you are spending the day with people that you enjoy, then catching a fish is simply a bonus. The day is already great.

On Wednesday and Friday, I fished with friends that I have not seen for a long time. On both days, we fished the afternoon falling tide. The weather was warm and windy. So, windy that fishing in the Wando was not a good option. We fished sub-optimal locations that were out of the wind. The Trout bite was steady casting Z-Man Finesse TRD lures on 1/5-ounce NedLockZ jigs to creek mouths and submerged oyster bars. We caught some Trout. More importantly, we caught up. We joked. We laughed. We reconnected. Yes, those were great days of fishing!

On Saturday, Elliott and my brother Dave joined mw for our first offshore trip of the season. Seas were calm and the 50-mile run to the 30-fathom curve was easy. Upon arrival, we deployed our trolling spread of rigged Ballyhoo and began working towards a temperature break a bit further out. After a few minutes, a school of Bonito crashed our baits. Not the target species but they were good practice for us. After releasing the Bonito and resetting our trolling spread, our movement to the temperature break resumed. Soon as we hit the break, we started catching Mahi. Most were smaller and released but we kept a couple of larger specimens for dinner.

To keep the 50-mile ride back to the harbor interesting, we always stop at some ledges in 100 to 125 feet of water and vertical jig with Shimano Flat Fall jigs. This usually produces a few bottom fish for the table. With Grouper and Red Snapper season closed, our target was big Amber Jack. They did not disappoint. After releasing several in the 30-to-40-pound range, our arms were tired. With 30-miles yet to run, we left them biting and headed for home.

If you want to have a great fishing trip, gather the people you care about and go. You may not catch any fish, but you will have a great day.