Our final day greeted us with overcast skies and
no fog. Yippee. We headed out and found the birds and fish
in the rips which were fueled into large standing waves by the stiff breeze. My little whaler isn’t the best in these
situations so even though we got a small bass we moved off for a drier
fishing experience. We ended up not
being able to find any bass but we did find lots of Scup and then big powerful gator
bluefish. The wire leader we happened to have from the muskie made the day
special.
Diner plate sized Scup
Mr. Bluefish
Matt with a big bluefish.
The large blues fought incredibly hard and gave us cramps in our forearms. As the tide started to ebb so
did the fishing and we were greeted by the looming end of the trip. In many ways it is the hardest part of the
trip knowing that it is ending, that the magic of the last days will be lost to
the thousands of mundane day to day things that need to get done in order to
keep ones’ life rolling along. This is
quickly followed by talks of the next adventure.
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