After “weathering” a solid three day Noreaster and its aftermath, it was an open question what we’d find. After hitting a few spots in rapid succession, dropping in prime spike mackerel, we were getting a bit concerned. Enroute to another spot, birds were working in 50′ of water. As the morning wore on the surface action increased, allowing us to pick up several on light spinning gear in addition to our trolling tally. What a fight! And to those of you who say bluefish aren’t good eating – give me a call…

I expect this influx of blues to scatter the mackerel, leading us into our fall eeling. If past seasons suggest anything, big fish await.

I’m pretty heavily booked, but happy to refer you to a trusted colleague should our schedules not mesh.

School’s starting, summer’s winding down, sooooo…

C’mon down.

Capt Bob