Dragged my buddy Kadir to MV years ago.
He's a die-hard rock-hopper from LI.
Anyways, we got there late and he's exhausted to start with. We annoy the hell out of him by jigging for squid at the Edgartown docks (this is well before the opening at Katama widened up). He's rolling his eyes and shaking his head wondering why we're going through all the trouble.
About an hour and a half later we're done getting a bucketfull and he's sleeping on the hood of my sled.
We mosie on over to S. Beach. I wake him up and we do a death march (couple miles each way) to a well known opening and start lobbing squid.
I don't think it was more than 15-20 minutes and Kadir hooks up on a nice fish. We wrap up after an hour or so and he's complaining about lugging the fish back to the sled. LOL.
Next morning we stop by #^&#^&#^&#^&'s and say hello to Bill Morris. Bill weighed the (now partially dehydrated) fish at 27+ lbs.
Not a bad haul for a stranger in a strange land.
For the next few days we returned Kadir to his natural habitat (standing on the rocks at Squibby etc) but I don't think the fishing was quite the same.
