The hum of the big 4-stroke was a far cry from the outboards of yesterday the days when trolling open water meant yelling at your buddy if he happened to be standing on the opposite side of the outboard.
An elite crowd gathers at the end of every oceanfront fishing pier. From spring to fall, these dedicated anglers stand in the shadows of long rods that sway to the rhythm of the waves tugging at their lines.
Look at your shrimp up and jumping around, Capt. Brandon Dean said with a burst of urgency and excitement in his voice. Theres something looking at him, and hes afraid hes about to get eaten. You better get ready youre about to have a strike.