Yeah baby, the skunk is dead. Can't believe that we didn't pick anything up in the pilings on crabs or in the creek on strips and jigs, but who cares when we get in on a blitz like that. I was in the dumps when I paddled back from Keelings Drain with the stench of skunk hanging heavy in the air. As I got closer to the bridge I saw Rick and Jay in the lights, then I saw the fish busting on the surface, and suddenly all was good in the world. Blues to 20 and schoolies on the surface. Rick said he had caught a chopper on another trip. I'd been lugging some 3 and 4 ounce Megabait jigs around just for this day, time to bust 'em out. Rigged the medium conventional with 50 lb leader and tied on a 3 ounce Stingsilver. First drop. Boom! Fish pulled me screaming out into the bay and around in circles. I got it close enough to see I didn't want it in the boat with me. 30 plus inch blue big head and big teeth. Chop Chop, the hook pulled. Good! After that, every drop resulted in a big blue and ended with a pulled hook. They were bending the wire hooks on my jig. I switched to a 4 ounce with a beefy treble and managed to get the next few fish to the boat. I still stink like fish. How sweet it is.