I met a couple of old school guys from Brooklyn the other day, colourful characters as it happens. Robert and Vinnie are in their 60 & 70’s. Fishing is a great leveller no matter where you come from, had a laugh with them early AM. Still, fishing despite having two knee replacements, three eyes and a bypass between them. I’ve borrowed some two trebles from the Stripper lures they have with them, no idea of the quality but they are a heaver gauge than the Owners I have. I was done twice this morning, bent trebles again, same place, same time. I’ve dipped the rod, loosened off the drag but I’m not sure if the amount of line I’ve got out and the drag of this when they leap is the issue but at least I’m finding the fish.
An immature Black Drum
I caught this when it was still dark. The lights on the beach attract small fish but when they're behind you it's difficult to avoid casting shadows. I'm sure there are a few Snook somewhere between the pier legs so I'll keep plugging away.
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