Last year, Dan and I missed them. Under the startling blood red full moon I've ever seen, we found no evidence that weakfish were in the area, and a little evidence that the had been recently but had gone. This year, we got to the stretch of sand we had chosen and found it not so lonely, which was a good sign. The number of spots with weakfish is limited. Even though there is a very finite number of anglers in the know, if you are on the water in the right spot at the right time. You are going to be in a line up.
We saw one sea robin caught. Then, just a short time in, after a little moving and wondering what we should be doing, Dan came tight. Soon, I tailed one of the most beautiful fish I had ever seen. It started drumming loudly as I walked it over to Dan.
A couple hours later, after learning an awful lot in a very short time window, I felt an ever so slight pressure. I sped up my retrieve and came tight to my first weakfish. Species #75. For me, this is a very special fish. It is a species I very much hope to encounter again in the coming days.
Hours of research lead to this pay off. I owe thanks to Ed Mitchel, Jimmy Fee and a few other for sharing knowledge through writing.