Those bitter arctic blasts come down and kiss Central Florida this time of year. It’s usually just enough to make the fish hungry, so Jim and I bundled up and gave it a go. As soon as we plopped our baits in the water we were hooked up with two big fish. The action was nonstop for about two hours as our drags screamed and rods bent on jacks, redfish and snook. It’s funny how when you’re fighting a big fish the cool breeze disappears.
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