Blood Moon Bluefish

A few days ago I hoped to cross paths with a weakfish again. Coincidentally, this was a night under the same moon that Dan and I skunked on last year in our first attempt. This time Dan wasn't with me, the moon was not so bloody, and I wasn't getting skunked.

Alas, the skunk was killed not by a weakfish but by an unimpressive cocktail bluefish. Up and done the lineup anglers were all catching the same thing. Maybe a weakfish or two got caught, I'm not sure. But the chance of encountering any this late is not good, so I suspect I'll have to be content with my one CT weakfish this year. Maybe I'll encounter some smaller ones in New Jersey.