Put the yak in in NoMoCo. Small blues almost right away. There were a few birds in a small area offshore, but at high tide the blues were eating wherever.
It got quiet shortly after, so I packed up, got a sandwich, and started further south - chasing the birds in a very liesurely way. Paddled out to them ~ 3/4 mile offshore, but they were moving south faster and I couldn't quite catch up. No hookups. Paddled a bit further south to hook up with GlobeMaster. At dusk the fish turned on. I kept having tails bitten off storm shads, also kept dropping fish at the side of the yak. GlobeMaster did better, I get the spaz award for the day!
Paddled back in the dark. No hookups after. Had to land when my two lines got hopelessly tangled so I could completely re-rig on the beach (ouch).
Oops, buzzer went off, my bluefish dinner is ready.