I had Matthew Malkiewicz, John Colangelo (**** Robin), Bryan Vince, and Steve Morley (Sea Hawk) out on Sunday for a mid array trip. When we started functioning the location we obtained mugged up by bluefish. Following a few of hrs of jumbos sized bluefish and no bluefin, we decided to chum for sharks. Presto the bluefish dissapeared, but regrettably the sharks made a decision not to play. We sat for 5 hrs in a chum slick, chunking bunker, mackeral, blues, squid, and butterfish and all we had to display for our hard work was a generate by school of peanut mahi that wouldn’t bite. Back on the troll we went, and sure plenty of the bluefish ended up all about us again. My Ilanders all have new buzz cuts! I’m acquiring nervous now, it’s getting late in the day and I don’t have a tuna in the box. I am operating my way from the Chicken Canyon over to the Glory Hole and I reach into the Bait Cooler and I come to feel the bare bottom !!! I appear down to see the very last rigged ballyhoo, no Islander, no Sea Witch, just a Bare Naked Woman. As I set it on the eighty International, Zac the new mate timidly states &quotBut it has no feathers&quot, I just looked all around at the mess in the cockpit, torn up Islanders, nicked up leaders, kinked wire, and mentioned this is going to be a very good factor. To say I set that Bare Naked Girl way back would be an understatement, that Bally was in a different time zone, I dumped 50 percent of the reel. That Bally was so significantly back that the European Union was looking at it, and when I attained the Glory Hole, that Lady was leaving the Chicken. I started trolling the edge of the Hole and just then Sing Pow, Shazaam,!@#$ %that rod went off! Steve jumped on the rod, but the fish was so much back the TSA needed to do a pat down. When Steve just couldn’t just take it any more, Johnny stepped up to the plate and took more than on the rod. A short while afterwards, a excess fat 32 inch Bluefin came up to meet the gaff and then we ran for home.