As we got going this morning, around 7:35a we spotted several large flocks of gulls working over top of baitfish being forced to the surface by aggressively feeding hybrid below them.  We looked for the “center of mass” and got to it and put baits down among the fish.  We defaulted our bait depth settings to the bottom with four rods, but adjusted at least two every time we saw a “wolfpack” of moving, suspended fish beneath the boat on sonar and were rewarded on a number of occasions for doing so as the fish typically responded immediately to the rising bait suddenly appearing at their eye level.

The action under the birds lasted about 50 minutes and died.  We then used sonar to search out bottom-oriented fish that had stopped pursuing bait, but which were willing to feed if “spoon fed” baits along with chum from overhead.

We found one such “patch” of fish and fished over them successfully until the winds went calm and the sun shone brightly killing the bite by around 10:15a.  With a honey-do list heavy on yardwork and some volunteering to do at church on Easter Sunday, Gene and Johnny decided to stop while they were ahead, so we cranked ‘er up and headed back in after an action-packed morning of hybrid fishing.