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By shore, late 80's Peggoty Beach in Scituate, high noon I damn near died when I pulled up to eat my sub at my lunch break. The entire cove was white water and everywhere you looked there were jumbo bunker trying to immitate a flying fish and for good reason. It was a bass over 25 lbs or a blue over 12 every cast until I couldn't physically catch any more, all on atom poppers. I've got a 42 lber over my head from the day and I caught probably a dozen pushing that mark, and dropped one I think was high 50's maybe even 60+ at my feet. It was the most incredible fishing blitz I've ever seen and only one other %$%$%$%$ eating grin wearing angler present to share it with me. I did call a friend after leaving the still on going blitz and he worked it for a couple more hours.
By boat, about 3-4 years back, Strawberry Cove off Cohasset mass, alternating with another un-named cove in Hull (John R knows were), two bitzes on the same day on bunker trapped in both coves by two separate large schools of 15-20lb fish. Every cast was a keeper, not 30-40 lbers mind you, but when you tally 100 keepers in day between you and your partner, that's one hell of a day. All came on 5-1/2" ledgerunners in smoke/glitter, the perfect match for the 3-4 inch bunker both schools had trapped in those coves.
When I'm old and feeble, there well still be a few memories I've not lost, these two will be among them.
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