Not good...or should I say bad !! Myself, Bazza and Milo hit the east end of the ditch with jigs, not much action to speak of until my bike was knocked over by a gust of wind and broke almost a foot off the top of my 10' saber
son of a %~@!*, but thats the good news!
In the morning we got into a ton blues, 4#-6# average, having fun till I buired a 3/0 hook in my index finger "right where the line is released in my cast". The bottom treble was deep in the fishs throat while the top treble was almost to the bone. It took us a while to cut its head off and dislodged it. PAIN!!!!!! I hate it!!! Again SOB.....I walked from Mishaum Pt. to where we we're parked, over a mile and half. The doc had a witch of a time trying to find the piont, he had to use two different cutters to cut the hook off the ~!@$^& smack- it, I hate them lures!....
ALWAYS crush your barbes for blues
I'm still pissed about my ROD!