Entering the day with a confident attitude we were hungry to see what the day would bring. Now at our new zone, any second it was about to get attacked by raider jigs and wahoo bombs. After a few hours of drowning the marauders with no sniffs, the hype began to diminish. Although we got the hint of tough love. we stuck it out and managed to scratch five wahoo with a couple handfuls of dorado. Even though the fish had the upper hand, it was still a very enjoyable day on the water with grease clam weather. One the skinnies belongs to Bill Leonard as he holds it high and proud. Making a short overnight move, we are leaving the wahoo jigs tied on for tomorrows festivities.

Staying Safe
The Guys
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