I thought with the full moon and the high tides that we could kill them last night but there was nothing really going on except for the cold. We drifted back and forth from the rips to the channel all night with only 1 nice fat 34". I tried jigging and dragging avas also. Not too many people out but I guess they were all out during the daytime and either caught them all or scared them away.
But we got the one and I let my buddy keep the filets for his tailgating at the Giants game. Even though I'm a Cowboy fan....What a pal.
