We stopped at a tide rip on our way back to the dock. The tide rip was alive with birds, hundreds of seabirds. The birds were eating sand eels that were getting pushed to the surface by Atlantic mackerel. It was like a scene from a nature show. This is why I love fishing. The scene.

The past four trips we've been having a lot of fun with bluefish. They'e really moved onto the corners of Block Island. Our customers are having a blast fishing with light gear. I love bluefish. I came of age with bluefish in the 1980s---tons of people did back then. Something about their yellow eyes and the smell of them when they come clean from the ocean, an almost citrus smell. Any way, come out with us. These fish most definitely have tails and can leave our waters in a hurry.

Had five guys from upstate New York. The wanted bass and blues on light tackle, casting and jigging. Well we found some fish that were willing. For a good amount of the falling tide we had many fish. Everyone caught. I would call it a blitz. One fish after another. Gulls were feeding, fish were feeding and we all had a great time.