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Got out this past weekend. Waking up my five year old at 4:45Am is special, rub his back and whisper, "it's time to go fishing." It's like the exorcist watching him go from completely asleep to wide awake in 0.02 seconds. We use circle hooks for fresh water fishing so I didn't deviate here for blackfish, cut crabs with the shell removed was sufficient.
I knew the first hour or so would be hot, I was literally net man until just before slack tide. My son put the first fish in the box, his best tog at 17.5" my dad and I got our limit before the tide turned. Nothing stellar and the other tide yielded shorts. Maybe one more trip and then got a bunch of work lined up for the boat.
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