bluefish are dumb but fun...
During a past fall blitz, a buddy of mine won some cash by betting another surfcaster he could catch a bluefish with a beer can (Budweiser, of course). All it took was poking a whole through the bottom of the can, feeding through a metal leader, attaching a treble hook, dunking the can in the water to fill it up (weight to fly), and slam! One cast, one dumb blue...
I usually have my fill of bluefish after I catch my first of the season unless I can get into some primal 15-20 lbs. monsters.
One October night surfcasting on Nantucket I was trying to dislodge my favorite Gibbs pencil popper from a chopper when I sunk a jagged infectious bluefish fang into a knuckle. Nice...deep....gash... Bandaid anyone? Well it turns out that bastard blue left some kind of viral bateria in my knuckle long after the gash healed. I could hardly bend my index finger for several months. It took a month of antibiodics and a year more to fully regain full motion. Needless to say, I've never really like blues since. However, I am friendly with smoked bluefish...
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