tuna from the surf?

[porgy75]

Did anyone ever catch one from the surf? Any stories?

[Stripercoast1]

A few years back, we were fishing a Bluefish blitz on a beach in Rhodie. Suddenly large and I mean huge boils start to show on the outside. Way too big to be Bass.
Suddenly the Blues stopped crashing the bait and were jumping out of the water in an obvious fleeing manner.
The large boils came closer and closer until suddenly a very large Bluefin came clear out of the water hot on the tail of a bluefish. Several of the other guys on the beach were still casting, using 3 to 5 oz Kastmasters. As the Tuna came closer several had Tuna following the tins but would not take. Most of us just stopped fishing and watched the show. No one had a reel that had a prayer of stopping one of those fish.
There was a youngster in his late teens, with one of those 12 foot Masters combos that you could get at Wally world for $25.00. He had landed a couple of blues and they had kick his butt. Against all of our advise he continued to cast, insisting that he was going to land one of these giants. We decided to cheer him on.
"Reel faster we yelled, sweep the rod tip, they want it fast! He continued to cast. Then it happened. A tuna, now so close to the beach they could be seen in the second wave, slammed his tin.
The kid had no time to react as the fish stripped his reel faster than anything I had ever seen. With a loud bang the line snapped at the spool. We were all speachless for a few minutes as the kid just looked down at his reel in total dejection. He turned around and walked off the beach, as the rest of us continued to watch Tuna in the 600 pound and up range crush 12 pound Bluefish in the surf zone.

[wish4fish]

A few years back, we were fishing a Bluefish blitz on a beach in Rhodie. Suddenly large and I mean huge boils start to show on the outside. Way too big to be Bass.
Suddenly the Blues stopped crashing the bait and were jumping out of the water in an obvious fleeing manner.
The large boils came closer and closer until suddenly a very large Bluefin came clear out of the water hot on the tail of a bluefish. Several of the other guys on the beach were still casting, using 3 to 5 oz Kastmasters. As the Tuna came closer several had Tuna following the tins but would not take. Most of us just stopped fishing and watched the show. No one had a reel that had a prayer of stopping one of those fish.
There was a youngster in his late teens, with one of those 12 foot Masters combos that you could get at Wally world for $25.00. He had landed a couple of blues and they had kick his butt. Against all of our advise he continued to cast, insisting that he was going to land one of these giants. We decided to cheer him on.
"Reel faster we yelled, sweep the rod tip, they want it fast! He continued to cast. Then it happened. A tuna, now so close to the beach they could be seen in the second wave, slammed his tin.
The kid had no time to react as the fish stripped his reel faster than anything I had ever seen. With a loud bang the line snapped at the spool. We were all speachless for a few minutes as the kid just looked down at his reel in total dejection. He turned around and walked off the beach, as the rest of us continued to watch Tuna in the 600 pound and up range crush 12 pound Bluefish in the surf zone.


:clapping::clapping::clapping:dude that is a awesome story who cares if the tuna bailed the dudes reel, at least he felt the pull for a few secs!

[Monty]

Great post, my camera has a video mode, I would have loved to have had a chance to see that, and videoing it would have been incredible.

[DarkSkies]

:clapping: :thumbsup: Tip of the hat to that kid! Sure he got beat by a vastly superior opponent. But despite what everyone said, he still tried anyway. He will always have that "zinnnngggg" in his memories. Great story. :plastered:


Did it sound a lil like this, Gunny? :D :wow:
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[surferman]

This tuna was caught somewhere around november 2009 off the jetties in Cape May. The story behind it is the tuna had bunker pinned up to the jetties, and one of the tuna got close and banged into the rocks. The guys saw this, grabbed a gaff, tail roped and gaffed it to get it onto the rocks.

I don't know if this qualifies as tuna from the surf, but it must of been exciting as hell. I wish I could have been there to seen that, way cool. Their faces are whited out because they didn't know if they would get in trouble for no permit or not.

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[finchaser]

It's illegal to catch and keep tuna from the surf.Tuna permits are issued to boats not anglers the permit covers all anglers on the boat.

[CharlieTuna]

This was written by a guy called Stripermike at www.stripermike.com (http://www.stripermike.com)

Great catch!:clapping::clapping:



I absolutely love September. The weather is super ...the tourists thin way out..the fishing, with pre migration, is as good as it gets. I hope September was good to you. If you have not heard by now.......it was incredible for me. Not simply the array of 38-40 inch stripers that I landed, but also..... The Humarock Surf Tuna, that was the thrill of my surf casting lifetime. Not long before this odd angling saga, I was out at H buoy and the schools of blue fin tuna were everywhere. Beautiful ocean missiles sailing right out of the water and feeding on peanut bunker.....and only 7 miles from the land! Tuna can swim 50 mph...combine that with a stiff north east wind for two days and the fact that the shoreline is also full of peanut bunker, while cloaking all of this with the darkness of 430 am on Sept 26th.....and you can see how my good fortune had some theory behind it. Stop and think about yourself or your buddies, etc., that live in the South shore area ...so close to the tuna...have their spool offs always been 50 lbers??..........Makes you wonder doesn't it. And soon after my catch some guy brought one to the sand from Scusset beach.....or so I heard.

Speaking of the "so I heard " bit. I learned a lesson about people......jealousy ..and why such character defects are so disdained by the human race. The editor of the news paper that wrote this story called me after it was printed. He said that some one had called and said that perhaps I did not catch the fish. He told me that he wanted to hear my voice and its honesty so that he could be assured that the voice he heard call the paper was just, as he put it" a typical case of sour grapes that we see all the time from happy stories". I was told that it is human nature for some people to be angry ..and jealous...and have incorrect perceptions of occurrences in others lives. The joy of these moments is the fact that we humans can communicate....and that if there were confusion about this wonderful moment in local angling, the rumor mongers could have asked the person involved........ME. But unfortunately that rarely occurs and a percentage of sour grape people warp and twist the truth to dampen the joy of those involved and those that are happy for the people involved. This canker sore of the human race has been so predictable and disruptive to society, that one of the 10 commandment's pleads with mankind ..."THOU SHALT NOT BEAR FALSE WITNESS AGAINST THY NEIGHBOR".....please note that is included

with ...killing...stealing...adultery... etc....it has represented a similar level of social and moral deviance....or in modern terms..a loser!


Now with all that aside....and my assurance that.....I did not wade out into the 3 foot surf at 430 am and find a blue fin tuna just floating around out there.......or did I find one on the beach that just happened to have the cut under its pectoral fin where I bled it out....and off course after weathering the surf all night...the meat was fine!. I have been affiliated with Humarock beach for over 20 years.....I cant recall any tuna being.....washed up....perfectly intact, still bleeding. By the way it was easy for me to bring the found??? tuna home....it just happened to be near my house!!! Well, with no further need for tongue in cheek comments....I present to all of you that are happy for me and the sport of surfcasting, the thrills that I went through.........and so...


Surfcasting is not that difficult most of the time. Getting there to do it can be the hard part. This was one of those days when 4 hrs sleep and the alarm at 230 am were causing me to pull the covers back over my head. Its the fall run Mike. you have to get up...you live for this stuff. By 245 I was on the beach. Living so close is a blessing.

It smelled raucous. There was an east wind...and sizable surf. To add to it all the new moon, made life on the beach at 245 am.... ebony. The crabs were the only bites and one lousy taster choice half warm coffee didn't make it......my eyes were drooping. It wasn't even 400 yet and I was weakening. I must be getting old. I rebaited with

a hefty piece of Belsans special mackerel...hurled it out past the three sets of breakers and it found the calmer water beyond the foam. I put the rod in the holder...set up the chair right next to it...plopped down, with my hood up and finger on the wide-open drag and line ....I settled in. That's called taking a nap!!.

I normally am not long winded about the actual fight with a fish...those are the private memories for me to keep. But in this case...you are going to get the blow by blow description.

The strike was explosive.........and so was my reaction to it. I was out of the chair..rod in hand..lowered the tip and buried the hook...within 2 seconds. In a natural motion that I am so familiar with in the dark, I cranked the drag clockwise to a familiar position. I would guess around 10-15 lbs of drag. The fish never even flinched. Never even turned...Never even faltered... It just went out at breath taking speed. If it had been light I think that watching the line disperse so quickly would have caused me to over react. It was better that this chaos be given to me in the dark...And so...what I dreamed of seemed to be occurring. A fifty pound striper at long last. I prayed it would not spool me. I held the van staal up to the flicker of brightness from a distant street light check how much line was left. I swear I was starting to see the white Dacron backing at the end of the spool. And on a van staal reel, that is 350 yds of 20 LB test. I was tempted to play with the drag.....or palm the spool a tad in order to weather this first run....but I had discipline. I held my 11footer high and arched and made this huge striper battle the rod and reel as it fled.

It slowed down....I still had line....I had survived it to this point. When I leaned alittle into the rod, the huge fish turned and sauntered down from me for about 50 yds as I followed along from the terra firma. It must have headed in a bit too, because I gathered up some line that it gave back, while never letting any pressure off it. The whole time I repeated the mantra in my head..Pay attention..stay calm.....pay attention...stay calm...

Just when I felt like the fight would be a give and take, it roared toward England again....with the same vigor that I felt would spool me off the first. So this is what its like I thought..My god this is some enormous quarry. My confidence wavered as the spool of line melted away again. But as before. I survived it! It spun to the right

and simply tugged and darted about like an enormous schoolie. I have no idea the time span that this went on for...gain a small amount of line .....she would peel it off and more, every time. I didn't need a watch to tell me my right arm was nearly asleep from no blood flow as I refused to take the arch of the rod. She would have to get off on her own...IM not going to give it to her.

After a number of nearly being spooled by this fish and the fact that it seemed to dart more than a striper.....it didn't have that traditional throbbing that a big cow will give you during the standoff. It seemed to frisky ! Could it be a huge bluefish or a shark that just isn't going through my 50 LB leader????..I stopped that kind of thinking. Pay Attention and stay calm...I went back to that mantra.

Even though I could only put 10-15 LB of drag on the fish...nonetheless my back and stomach and arm were really feeling the effect of all this. I vacillated between numb and agony. The sweat poured down my face and into my eyes...and the burning came next. The waders were way to much to wear at this point and I could feel the sweat pooling up inside them, not to mention that they made me about 110 degrees. If I gave in I knew this fish would get off. Its to big and to old...it knows more than me or any of the anglers it has faced to date. If I made a mistake..she was gone. Let me tell you, after an hour or more, confidence wanes and pain can make a loser out of anyone. God I wanted to win. I kept it arched. I kept it tight.. I made the fish fight...If I was gonna hurt..it was going to also. So it went on.

Up until the fish came into the white water, about 3 waves worth, it was shear power. Frightening power. The power I had heard about from guys that landed 50 lbers from the beach. This was it...this was the striper of my life. We all know that when a striper gets into the surf ...it becomes recharged from the oxygen in the foamy water and that is where we all lose the big cows. Now there was a hint of light and I would need it to get this monster to give up now

that it was in its real realm of fighting environment.....the surf! The stars must have been aligned. The fish struggled, not from the fight...but from the surf. It began to weave and roll...but without the force and determination of a skinny water cow. It was a mass of bobbing weight. When it hit the bottom I expected to get rubbed off...but it seemed to bounce on the bottom of the wave and give me varied moments of extreme weight and then a return to buoyancy. I refused to think about it..............Pay attention and stay calm......I kept repeating it.

When I could tell that the fish was close it had seemed to...........are you ready for this??????.............DIE.?!? When it was in approx. 18 inches of remaining surf I saw its pectoral fin stick in the air as it lay on its side..............A TUNA!!!!! I threw my van staal in to the sand and ran into the water. Literally diving on the fish. I grabbed it by the gill plate and dragged it to where it was mine....where there was no water.......to land! I looked at was before me and panted like the days of running in marathons. I had caught a tuna from the surf.!!!!! When I attempted to clear my throat, it was all my body needed to set me into a bout of dry heaves from

the over dose of adrenaline. It was a tuna.!!!!......it was a CULMINATION of surf casting hope and fury.........it was a tuna.!!!!
I sat there for maybe 10 minutes....it was not fully light yet and I needed a picture etc. Having gotten tuna from boats before, I realized that I had to bleed it out ......so with no true light from the sun, I saw the ocean tint alter as this great fishes nectar of life oozed into the Atlantic......the cut below the pectoral is ceremonial..........and final.

http://www.stripermike.com/images/peccut.JPGPec-cut on a 200lb BLUEFIN.


The war had taken me about 300 yds from where I started and now I dragged this miracle catch up to safe beach height and covered it with sea weed. I would run home ...get my wife and my buddy Chris for pictures and help...So as the sun rose....I ran!

I tossed my rods and gear into the sand dune grass...my waders were stripped off at the door...bathing suit on and camera grabbed....woke up Susan and called Chris. I grabbed the dog to come to the beach. His franticness added to it all and he was promptly returned. I would tell him a bout it all later.

Upon returning to the fish, The normal array of beach walkers were striding and some of my friends strided toward myself and the fish. Realizing that a permit might be an issue being a blue fin tuna and all. I hemmed and hawed about the fish and this and that, while anxiously awaiting Chris and Susan. The gulls had picked its eye already and the meat is far to precious to let it get tainted or warm. None of the on lookers were surfcasters..in fact I believe none of them are even fisherman. A long winded expose on my exploits two hours ago would be something none of them could relate to.. .....So with everyone wondering why I was doing what and where., I dragged it off toward the house....God this heavy!!. Still no help and when I saw another local acquaintance strolling down the beach I took this opportunity to have a photo. Got a second????....Sure what's up?....Can you take a picture of this fish I got?..of course....HOLY COW!! ....was all he said....the shutter clicked.....and the drag home continued.

http://www.stripermike.com/images/surf%20cast%20tuna.JPG
I called Pete Belsan .. a renowned tackle shop owner and friend, to tell him of my feat and my anxiousness about the possibility of a permit being an issue. It was the right move. Pete connected me right to the top of the legal chain. Brad McHale , He allowed a variance for that fish due to its very unusual nature. He was moved by the fact that my first action upon quartering the tuna , was to donate a quarter of it to a Group Home....give away another quarter to neighbors and friends, while putting an ear to ear smile on Susan's face as I put the steaks, from the remainder, in our freezer...and that night, on the grill!


All my years of new knots...new line...new hooks...the best rods and reels...fresh bait...top grade terminal equipment etc...all was worth it....I think releasing so many big bass in my life also built up, as an old hippy would say...good Karma...Only in terms of allowing me the chance to fight this remarkable fish. Being the winner of the fight was the CULMINATION of a surfcasting life. I have fought tuna off of boats and in my opinion, they are the ultimate rod and reel fish......and with deep water to sound in and open ocean to work with, they can turn any angler into a quitter..they fight that hard!!....But this time he was in my environment. the surf....He could not sound here .There was no deep water!..he could not stay righted in the water due to the pull of the surf....He struggled to maintain his normal purposeful swimming....He was in my world....and he lost!.
...............

[fishinmission78]

Awesome tuna story,
:clapping::clapping::clapping: to stripermike.

[dogfish]

Just read this, great story, the love of fishing this guy has is inspiring! :clapping::clapping:

[surfstix1963]

It does happen especially if the gulf stream pushes in close to the coast we don't want that this year though thanks to BP

[johnnysaxatilis]

thats sick:thumbsup:

[ledhead36]

Every year guys say it cant be done, I guess this thread shows there is always a possibility. Good read, thanks.

[nitestrikes]

thats sick:thumbsup:


Hah, maybe, but show me a guy who can catch tuna while water skiing, and then I'll really be impressed.:wheeeee:

[hookset]

Water ski or jet ski?
That guy jet ski brian nails a lot of fish. I would like to see him get a tuna one day. Or maybe I can find some pics of them getting tuna from kayaks.

[baitstealer]

This was reported by Al Ristori in his blog. Anyone see any tuna lately? Do you guys think there is a possibility of hooking one on an ava or t-Hex jig?




"Capt. Russ Binns had a report of a large tuna being hooked and boated on a jig off Island Beach, but I have no confirmation. Joe Melillo of Castaways Tackle in Point Pleasant saw tuna jumping while surfcasting at Bay Head a couple of days ago."

[finchaser]

Russ does not BS I know him well. Joe at Castaways was with me on Friday and yes they were like 1/4 mile off when we spootted them.

We get them along the beach every year while bass fishing I had an 67# blue fin on a shad rig trolling bass a few years back. We even target them on the Sea Girt Reef in November.Very common to have reels spooled fishing bunker spoons along the beach in the fall.They come in to feed on bluefish,sand eels and bunker.

As far as catching them from the beach very uncommon now a days and illegal
Catching them and keeping them from a kayak is also illegal.

[skinner]

Do you guys think there is a possibility of hooking one on an ava or t-Hex jig?




I am not an expert but with the tuna having such good eye sight I would think actually getting one to hit the jig would be next to impossible unless you were trolling it from a boat. jmo

[seamonkey]

I am not an expert but with the tuna having such good eye sight I would think actually getting one to hit the jig would be next to impossible unless you were trolling it from a boat. jmo


I thought that too skinner but it seems today one was caught in the point pleasant surf. If that is really true, congrats to the lucky angler! :clapping:
Hope he doesn't get hit with a 10,000 fine by the NMFS, that would really suck.
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[cowherder]

Holy COW!:laugh: ;)
I almost can't believe it's true, maybe it's a hoax. That tuna is HUGE!:bigeyes: If it is legitimate congratulations to the lucky fisherman.:thumbsup:

[hookset]

Put a sign with the pic at the entrance of Island Beach - Point Pleasant will be the new fall mecca.

[finchaser]

I think it's BS as I fish there allot and there are no streets in Point with an entrance like that.

[vpass]

Could be a hoax, Might have been caught on a boat then held off one of the access point for picture. I hope it did happen. I wish it was a normal thing for us.

[hookset]

^ Could that be Bay Head, and they thought it was PP? I don't believe they could get a tuna that big, you would need a VS300 to hold the line it would take. Maybe the tuna washed up dead and he kept it. If he did in fact catch it, good for him, but it seems almost impossible.

[skinner]

Maybe they got us all fooled, or not?

Ristori reported it last night. I think the piece of info that the tuna ran into the wash helps the legitimacy of this story. Other wise I agree with the doubters, there is no way he would have been able to handle a tuna that big without getting spooled.
Congrats.



This is Ristori's report:
"The oddest catch of the year may have occured this morning at Bay Head when a 70-to-80-pound bluefin tuna was landed in the Bay Head surf. Nick Kolidy of Brick talked to an angler who was fishing clams there during mid-morning when a fisherman casting metal hooked up.

After fighting the fish for awhile, he had it in the wash, where the clam fisherman helped him land it. Apparently the tuna ran the wrong way and beached itself. Normally a tuna would run offshore and strip any normal surfcasting reel in seconds. Actually that was an illegal catch. You need a federal permit in order to land bluefin tuna, but those permits are only issued to boats. Bluefins are very rarely caught from shore, but I doubt if NMFS would prosecute under these circumstances.
Bluefins have been spotted in various areas not too far offshore. Capt. Arthur Stokes of Fintastic from Point Pleasant saw them jumping Sunday in the Mud Hole.
The clammer reported catching a short striper, but that was all Nick heard about this morning from Bay Head to Normandy Beach."