This Ship's log is a group of articles written by Patrick Roelle and covers a variety of topics related to fishing for albacore tuna, Chinook Salmon, and Dungeness Crab on the Pacific Ocean.

Ship's Log July 16th–Aug 3rd 2020

Grind to Success

We took on 1000 gallons of fuel at only $1.78 each. It is Covid 19 time of life and fuel is cheap. On July 16th we had a new weather computer installed and then Jeff, Seanna, Apollo and I headed on a long goto of 150 miles west. July 17th we were still a long ways from the reported hot spot. 37 fish joined the party that day in what turned out to be a very rough ocean. The next day had us in the zone for a very rough work day which gave up 204 nice fish. We are on them! But the shit show continues. The following morning the compressor was freezing up. I cannot figure it out. BACK TO WINCHESTER BAY. 150 miles. July 20th we waited at the mouth of the Umpqua River for the tide to allow a safe crossing.

We fixed the problem and left Winchester Bay at 10:30 am on July 21st for the long haul back to the tuna grounds. We were irritated to say the very least. So with an extra Monster Mean Bean or two we traveled non-stop until we hit good water and ended up with a great score of 338 fish by the end of the day July 22nd.

Ship's Log August 5th-15th 2020

Zac

Such a great story! I have worked with a lot of deck hands. I measure their worthiness by attitude and willingness. My son Zac... Amazing. He has had a lifetime of history with sea sickness and I was pretty worried about this trip. He puked as an infant on a halibut trip. He never felt comfy out there. However, he wanted to give it a go anyways. I am grateful for my good friend Larry Sarratt for running him from Reedsport to Ilwaco for me so that he could participate.

Jeff, Zac, Seanna and I left Ilwaco Washington on August 5th and in my head I intended to fish close in. Maybe out to 100 miles or so, but near shore so if he was too uncomfortable and incapable of eating etc I could run him home.

We ended up out at the 129 line, about 220 miles straight offshore of Oregon. We spent 10 days gettin um good! I will never ever ever forget the moment he passed me by and said "I like pulling them in!" I about cried with immense passionate feelings of happiness and pride. He is done with the sea sick thing. Here he is. He will always know what his old man is up to now. He will always have this experience of incredible fishing, super nice weather, and super bad weather. We spent those days gettin um good...448 fish on day 8. We spent days not gettin um. 33 fish on day 4.

Ship's Log August 18-26 2020

Wyatt

Wyatt, Jeff, Seanna and I left Winchester Bay early morning of August 16th. Once offshore a bit, I reached out and I got 3 reports... Closest report guy had 110 fish. 75 miles from us. Up above him 40 miles a guy had 60 fish, and up above him about 60 miles a guy had 200 fish. We set our Go To to that guy. I figured with 20 days to work with, we will go to where the gettin is the best. We had to travel all day, and all night, and when the sun came up on that second day, we were within 20 miles of the hot spot. We had gone nearly 200 miles. The weather was very nice for the traveling, we were making 7 to 8 knots. The fish started to come, and Wyatt got a chance to pull fish on our first fishing day. The south wind came up pretty strong, and I was glad to have some miles North ahead of us so we did not have to turn back into it much. We put a bit over 200 fish in the boat before nightfall overtook us.

We woke to a howling south wind, about 25 knots in a crappy choppy sea. Seanna was huddled tight in her bed, Jeff and I were up drinking coffee and muttering under our breath... "Holy shit..." Wyatt was down in his bunk holding tight. We fished as best we could until about 3pm. Then we just shut pulled the gear, shut the boat down and began a drift, taking the choppy seas sideways in the trough as we got pushed further up North. We had only 18 fish for the day, and we all felt irritable, crabby, and crappy. We just huddled down in our bunks reading and napping until the howling quit and the vessel began to ease in the somewhat bearable sea. One futile attempt to get a few more happened late in the evening, mostly so I could get the vessel down south a ways before the long night and a drift north that would take us beyond the edge.

Ship's Log August 31st–September 7th 2020

Long Haul Quickie for Fishpatrick’s

Jeff, Seanna, and I left Winchester Bay and headed North to the area off the Columbia River. The fishing was spotty. We ran all around, and finally found a few way up off of Westport Washington. We had a nice day, and saw a lot of boats, but weather was coming fast, and on September 6th the fishing was NOT FISHABLE.

We ran all night south and all day to arrive in Charleston Oregon late night on Sept. 7th. We unloaded 6285 pounds which all went to the processors to be put into Fishpatrick’s labeled cans.