Originally Posted by blindalfred

My wife and sons still talk about bluefishing on the old MisTake II out of the Highlands. Chasing birds around the bay, slaughter for about 20 minutes then on to the next school. Whitey yelling at me from the wheelhouse to "take that ladies fish off for her". Bled them on board (in burlap bags that the mates would hose down several times during the trip), marinate the fillets overnight in soy sauce, sherry and olive oil, a quick char on the grill, even the kids ate them. No bashing in our house.

Originally Posted by captbogan

Recently, I was standing, net at-the-ready, next to a guy who was fighting what he thought was a big striper. The fish was peeling drag, dogging down, running out, running in.... Finally it smashed out of the water, head thrashing in an attempt to throw the lure that was stuck in its serrated jaws. Then, the guy starts cursing. I ask him, "What's the matter?" And he says, "I don't want that piece of #&%$!"

I don't get how a fisherman can get so po'd about fighting one of the toughest, meanest game fish in the ocean. Yes, we'd rather catch bass and yes, they do put a hurting on the tackle inventory. But I think we should have a little respect for these kickass choppers. And blues are good eating too: They get a bad rap because they are often mishandled and over cooked. Keep em in a cooler with ice and salt water, bleed them before they die and cook them till they are just cooked through and they taste great.

My hat is off to you, O yellow eyed, razor toothed, tackle buster:D

Originally Posted by Offshoreafflicted

Bluefish are the gateway drug. They are what get most people hooked on fishing in saltwater. They did for me, I can remember the first big blue I ever caught 30 years ago and I have been hooked ever since.

cant imagine life without bluefish. Although my wife is looking for a good rehab program.