I broke the inlet with my neighbor around 7:00. Conditions were pretty friendly as long as you were wearing long sleeves.
We got some live bait & headed north, trolling a 5 line spread. Bone heads hit inside of 150. When we got up to the Juno ledge, we found lot of boats already up there. It looked kind of like a tailgate party. We put gogs under a kite, but saw no action there. Flat lined sardines got hit twice, but the 6/0 circle hooks pulled both times. The second one that pulled, came up with someone else's hook also in tow. It looked like the same black Mustad Demon that I had used. It had about a foot of single strand wire going to a small SPRO swivel, then no mono. The wire knots were not the usual haywire twist. They were something much smaller. They guy had used a red rubber band to bridal his bait. The hook was like brand new. It can't have been in the drink for more than a day. If anyone lost a rig like that the other day, but actually saw the fish before loosing it, please let me know what it was. It felt like something fairly solid, but I never saw the fish. I'd kind of like to know what I had on the hook.
We drifted all the way up to a point a mile south of Jupiter inlet & 9 miles out, with no other hook ups. We then headed back towards LWI, with the intention of dropping some of our remaining live bait on a wreck that I had marked a few weeks ago. The wreck was one I had not seen on any charts or reef lists, so I was hoping that it might be holding some fairly unmolested fish. Unfortunately, when we got there, another boat was directly on top of it. We tried fishing around the area, while waiting for them to finish up & leave, but they stayed right on top of it. After about a half hour, we dropped in a high speed trolling lure & took off. The lure got hit within 30 seconds of getting underway. It felt like a solid fish. I handed the rod to Mike so that he could reel while I drove. About 2 minutes later, the 8/0 hook pulled.
Well, that was it for us. We headed back in. Inside the inlet, we ran into Flight Risk, who was just heading out. We off loaded our remaining bait & headed for the ramps.
Looking on the bright side, at least I didn't need to clean out a smelly fish box this time.