March 22, 2016

The birth of Justin Hugron and the Spring Equinox coincide, resulting in a mid-range run toward the Island of Pleasure – San Clemente Island.

The following captions were written by Justin Reynolds and narrate our experience on the water this day, Sunday, March 20th, 2016.

A slick sea surface before the sun rose on Sabbath.

Don’t look back, you can never look back. Unless of course, you have to.

Justin And The Other Justin taking it all in.

We live and work for this feeling. We’ve made efforts to make this feeling, work.

Aggressively feeding jacks of significant size were mauling heavy metal as it was wound back toward the boat.

Marvels of the Natural World accompanied us for the duration of our trip.

Sharing serious sentiments with a fish that inhaled an artificial lure and had little interest in conversation.

Ceez never has trouble finding fish that want to fight! But that’s just like, my opinion, Man.

Sometimes you don’t even realize you’re smiling. Your spirit spills from your face and everybody around you is infected.

The youthful calico bass has an appetite for destruction.

One small stretch for mankind, one epic bite for four friends.

One small stretch for mankind, one epic bite for four friends.


The angling activities we conducted throughout the day kept us within a 2 mile stretch of the island’s gorgeously green shoreline. The pelagic fish were swimming in water much deeper than the calico bass we were catching in less than 25′ of water. We fished from dark to dark and arrived back at the dock in front of my house at 8:15pm. There is no mystery as to why we were out there for so long…it was fun.

Good fishing has a way of helping me sleep.