So I made a last-minute call to Mal Y and he was able to go...which was good as we got rained out at least twice last week and I owed him a trip.
We were on the water about 0530. The promised sunny day had not yet unveiled itself...which is a good thing...holds the fish in the shallows longer.
We were cruising down the harbor's channel when Mal spotted fish breaking. He has an uncanny eye for that sort of thing...seems like he always sees the fish activity before I do.
We got to the area and, as you can see in the Garmin, above, there they were...bait on the bottom [that's the bottom at about 14 feet and the bunker [baitfish] balled up above that].
Note that the fish [click on the picture to enlarge] has at least two major scars on the side of his body...they're well-healed, so he must have been much younger what he got hit by...probably a bigger bluefish.
I was so busy putting wire and lures on the lines that it was several minutes before I could get a line in the water.
Brought this one on board just to take a photo.
Weighted in at 10 pounds...not too shabby on a 7-weight rod.
I thew the rest of the bunker back in the water...and another blue came up and gulped the whole thing in one chomp.
I stood there gawking at the bird, watching it try to get up in the air with the heavy baitfish...he didn't succeed.
Finally, I stopped staring and grabbed the camera...too late to photograph the struggle...only to finally press the shutter button as the osprey took off...fishless.
Another great day on the water.