I think we forget what fishing was like. In the '70's I used to fish on the old Gambler and head out to the acid grounds and fish for blues with Krocs and Hopkins.
Charter and party boats would run day and night to catch them. We would run as far north as Jones Beach and as far south as Harvey Cedars. This was in boats that would only do 10 knots.
I can almost smell the fresh ground chum, a cold Schaefer, and please pass me a banana.
