Somewhere between 9.8, and 10.1. I tell everybody it was a 10.
July of 2010. Off Sandy Hook near the candlesticks. I have pictures.
Kneeling next to the gunnel. Crappy old scale. The fish started to shake
and I was shaking too from excitement. I thought he was gonna go over the side.
Into the fishbox he went. Then the high-fives were exchanged.
My brother and another friend are witnesses. Don't know why we never weighed him again at the dock. Maybe to allow him to grow over the years.
Have been fluke fishing on and off for quite a while. Some years more than others depending on work and family obligations.
Got a few 6's & 7's over time.
On my bucket list is a 12 pounder. Maybe this year.
Tight lines all.
