Rhode Island

Jon couldn’t decide when it would be better fishing for Bluefish, so we planned two trips, one in the fall and another the following spring.

The first trip on his 53’ yacht in Narragansett Bay was so-so. We caught a few bluefish.

The spring trip was a different story. Jon, his son, Bo, their friend, Joe and I went for another boat ride to pretty much the same places as the first trip, but toward the end of the afternoon the fishing was intense. Over and over there were fish on all four lines at the same time. Some of these fish were around fifteen pounds. I knew Bo had to be at work by 5:00 and we would quit fishing around 4:45. The fishing was so good, by 4:00 I was looking at my watch like a person working a bad job looks at the clock. My arms were sore. The fun had ended, but the fish kept hitting and we kept catching them.

These are Bluefish in a holding tank.