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| After we opened a big ole’ can of whoopa$$ on the fish yesterday, it was a solid bet we were going to empty another big ole’ can today. The crew was similar but different. Today was Mike C, Kirby, Mike Jr, Ruge and Me. All five guys are capable to putting it to the fish on any given day. Add in the extreme verbal abuse we inflict on each other when we screw up, the only option is to be razor sharp all day. I worked last night and after a big can of Mt. Dew AMP and a large Ice Coffee I was ready to rock. The guys showed up at the house at 0630 and had things ready to go when I arrived. We splashed the boat in Sandwich and ran out into sloppy, but better than yesterday conditions. We put an eyeball on the mack fleet, but things looked slow and the sounder was thin, so we bailed and decided to do it again sans bait. Ruge was on the HD camera for a huge part of the day. We got some KILLER footage. We headed to yesterdays hotspot and found some solid action, but also a good number of boats. After landing a couple dozen fish we had a few boats get a little too close to us, so we packed it up and left the fleet. The bite was good, but nothing is worth being buried in the middle of the fleet. We ran off and began searching for our own fish. After about 20 minutes we found a few birds circling high over bait. We eased up on them and the fish finder lit up like a pinball machine on "TILT"!!! We were all by ourselves and before our jigs could get to the bottom we were all tight. 4 and five rods doubled over and the bass came in fast and furious. As the drift continued and the fish showed no signs of letting up we decided to share the wealth. I called my buddies on "Irish Jig" and had them slide over to where we were. They flew over to our location and saw the fish we were catching. They didn't have the right jigs so we tossed them a few and soon they were putting it to the fish in a big way too. They repaid the favor by letting Ruge get on their boat and shoot boat to boat footage of us with the HD camera. We reset the drifts several times and both boats slayed the fish for around an hour. Then we decided to explore and check out some places we hadn't been to this year. We ran long and we came up short. So after about an hour of running around checking out spots we returned to the area we had left the crew of the Irish Jig. They were gone but the fish were still there and we picked up where we left off. The tide slacked and so did the fishing. We had PILES of bait and we knew when the tide began again the fishing would go off in a big way. Sure enough it did and we got on a solid bite of 30" to 30# fish. The bite was so good we called in another buddy "Double Happiness" Bob and his little nephew Mike made the LONG run over to us. It was well worth it for everyone. We all got to watch as little Michael put the screws to some bass almost as big as he was. After several hours of bailing the fish we tried to leave. Every time we began to stow the gear for the run home the sounder would light up and Bob and Mike would double up right next to us. You just can’t leave that kind of fishing no matter how tired you get. Around 1700 we finally called "Uncle" and turned the sounder off so we could pack up and leave. The run home was fast and flat. Final tally for the day was several hundred fish for the boat. This is no exaggeration. We had five guys fishing and most of the time 3 or more of us were tight. These fish were packed in tight and we would get them as fast as we could drop a jig into the 50' thick school. The lure of choice today was 4-6oz metal. These fish were on 5-6" sandeels and they were deep or right on the bottom. Deadly Dicks, Diamond Jigs and other metal of that sort was the key to slaying these fish. Send the metal south and IF it made the bottom it only took a few jigs to double over the rod. The water ranged from 40-80' deep. We were the only boat around except for the guys we brought in on the bite. Overall a tiring day of fishing. Our arms are sore from cranking in fish all day. It’s a tough job but somebody has to do it. A big Congrats to Bob and Mike, they make a great team and it's always good to see a youngster learning to appreciate the outdoors. Thanks to Irish Jig, you make a great camera boat. __________________ | ||
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