Hit up the Wall last night with friend Warren until the wee hours of the morning and had another decent few hours of fishing.
Caught a few of the guys in checkered coats, most in the 1-3lb range. Did get hammered again by a big fish, pulled drag and spit the hook.
And yes, I was dressed for Alaskan King Crab fishing (cause I am a whimp when it comes to gettin cold out there).
All fish caught "flippin" in tight with creature baits
on weedless jig heads and released after being photographed by the organized crime unit.
