There are words for days like today... Dead, deader, deadest, or if you prefer it flat out sucked... Game plan was for a scouting mission. Radios scanning and we would work from Lake Worth to Jupiter. We did eight miles of live bait draggin without so much as a toothy critter.
As we pulled in the dead to go to live saw a small boat bow one up. Kid had it on and dad took the rod from the kid and lost the fish...Got the spread out and started to work the hell out of it.
Eight more miles later, just short of Jupiter we got covered up with big bonitos. Not a lot stayed stuck on the circles but a couple did. As we deployed again. This round it was dolphin. Then the next a lone king on the third fresh spread.
Then finally a sail. Went zig zagging between the riggers and slapped em both but wouldn't eat. We doubled back and another came up inside and swatted the inside rigger but wouldn't eat either. We bowed up and decked another dolphin. This one a little better size then it died. Heavy rain turned us around at the loran tower and we headed back south. The whole day we had not heard of one caught sail until about 3 o'clock then it was just one. We had a third sail raise and wouldn't even slap the bait. Just followed it then another bit but never gave us a touch.
Did hear that the bite was twenty five miles farther north than I was fishing at my northernmost point but off the Palm Beaches the deadest I have seen or heard of in months.


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Got the spread out and started to work the hell out of it.
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