Uncle Martin invited Eric and me for an evening of Bluefishing last night. We put the boat in the water in Cowesett, and then set out for waters near Rocky Point. An hour or two of trolling produced no results, so we headed back – but not before we tried one last time at the pilings. Success! We used a spoon, called a Crocodile, and a plug. Eric successfully landed his first Bluefish, and he’s eager to go back. And speaking of back, mine is killing me. That’s what warp factor 10 on a 17-foot Whaler will do to you. No pain, no gain.
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