(Be sure to click through all the images in the gallery above.)When you’re 50 miles off Virginia Beach in the middle of winter, you hope the sea bass will be biting — otherwise, you’re in for a long, cold day. So, when the first two wrecks we fished offered only a few decent sea bass, I pulled my hat down and buttoned up my slicks. Then my buddy, Ken Neill, motored his 32 Albemarle over a sunken cargo ship in 200 feet of water, and huge red blobs appeared on the fish finder.The air temperature sat just below freezing, and the wind whistled across the deck. My purple fingers struggled to flip the line release on my reel. As the braid spun off my spool, my teeth chattered; the two-hook bottom rig with its chunks of squid descended to the bottom.Once the 8-ounce sinker hit bottom, I engaged the reel and turned the handle to ...![Sport Fishing Mag]()
