The 5 am rendezvous time for the CBBT came quick. Joe Underwood was already there, amped up and ready to go. The three of us made good time getting out to the spots and quickly found the spades. None of them were very big (7"-11"), but fun none the less. After dropping fiddlers for a bit with no love, we moved on toward the 1st island and found the mother load of small flounder. I was getting hits on every cast for a while and emptying out my tagging gun quickly.
Eventually the bite slowed down and we switched to dropping fiddler crabs again. Joe was the only one finding the bite and hooked up more than once to a big sheepshead. Unfortunately, he couldn't seal the deal on any. I was a good distance away when Richie tells me over the VHF radio that Joe was hooked up a third time to a big sheepie. Then a few minutes later, the wind carried over a not-so-happy scream. Dude was especially pissed. Later on I found out he had it halfway in the kayak and the leader popped. I feel for him, but I'm sure he'll get one if not more before the season is over.