Walked out about 1/2 of a mile to the end of a huge rock jetti made up of massive boulders in Gulf Shores, Alabama. I was 12 years old and with my brother and aunt. Not easy walking by any means especially with rods, tackle, and buckets. We hit the end of the jetti as the sun started coming up and were catching HUGE fish with every single cast. They had teeth and were breaking our lines right and left, but we did eventually scrounge up some wire leaders. They were schooled up so thick you couldnt keep a bait from them if you wanted too. Never in my life had I experienced a school of fish during a feeding frenzy and the nonstop action lasted for 2 hours!
We filled 2- 5 gallon buckets with these unknown species of 1-3 lb fish and were pumped up to have a fish fry! Carrying those buckets full of fish back across the boulders was no easy task, but I was grinning ear to ear and had plenty of adrenaline pumping! Anyhow to make a long story.... well, even longer we got back and ate those fish and they tasted like POOP! We later found out we had a nice mixed bag of ladyfish, spanish mackeral, and bluefish. That is definitely my most memorable fishing experience!!
