Chisel … chisel … swing … then yell out in frustration as you’ve missed yet another good bite. If you’ve tog fished before, this feeling is all too relatable. I’ve written about tautog’s attraction to structure (rocks, wreck, weeds — anywhere they can find shelter and food) and the merits of a jig versus a...

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