We hit another ledge a little deeper and it was barren. Luckily though, as we looked through the area, we passed a pod of deep bait that wasn't moving. It turned out to be a wod of grunts and small grouper over flat hard bottom. It looked promising and we anchored up. I did some freediving and found the small ledge where they were holding. Nice hogs were everywhere, but we already had our limit, or so we though. There were a few spooky borderline gags around, but I mostly looked around.
My buddy did his last dive on a nearby ledge getting harrassed by more hogs which we couldn't touch
He saw a few reds, but mostly just enjoyed looking around and finding a new anchor.To finish off a great day, we trolled on the way in looking for new areas. Caught up jabbering, neither of us notice the trolling rod doubled over and bouncing! At first I thought it might be a king, but turned out to be a foul hooked 25" gag. SWEET. We hadn't seen much of the bottom machine, but as we backtracked we found a nice new ledge. TO BE CHECKED OUT LATER. We wound up with an over aggressive hump back seabass hitting the plug.
Great day and burnt 6 gallons with his 40 horse.
