For years my sons had the itch to fish the edge with Dad. Well with   Saturday's forecast and no charters I made their wish come true. Ran   with my dad and buddies Mike and Mark for crew, with the intention of   getting the kids their first tuna and mahi. Left the inlet in the dark   got to the canyon at first light, slow troll all morning, canyon fishing   was a slow pick for most of the fleet. Talk about pressure, worked my   butt off and got our first shot in a school of skippies landed the  first  small fish barely legal Nick first, and a skippie. Trolled  further down  the line and got another shot again all small fish blowing  up the lures  but got another legal fish. Accomplishing first goal, it  was on to the  next. Antonio's first mahi, went pot hopping till we  found them, mission  accomplished with Tony landing his first on a  bucktail. Left the  canyon at lunchtime looking inside at the Chicken  but bite was over so  we headed to the barn. Slow fishing overall, but  pales in comparison to  many firsts today. 3 generations of Gamboa's  enjoying the canyon, Nick's  first tuna, and Tony's first mahi, will  never forget the day!
