[In which we discover where Long Island Sound's bluefish went]
Not this fish, of course. This is a spotted seatrout; good tablefare, but this one was too short by one inch to keep.
Early in the trip we were chased around by a rainstorm that sent us scurrying to the east where we hid behind a small key.
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It was interesting to see jacks and blues mixed in together...similar to finding blues and striped bass feeding together in Long Island Sound.
These fish were all in excellent shape...fat and sassy...obviously well-fed.
We lost count of how many jacks and blues we caught.
At times there were a dozen fish chasing one plug. In fact, I had fun throwing out a surface plug and then reeling it back so fast that the fish couldn't catch it...I'd get 6,7,8 strikes in the retrieve and wind up laughing out loud at the fishes' shenanigans.
This pesty gull thought our surface plugs were for real...and would dive down trying to catch them. We'd have to yank the plug out from under the bird or he'd try to carry it off.
Hooking a gull is not a desirable activity.
Oh, and we'll try to convince the bluefish to go back north...after they've fattened up on Keys baitfish.