Last time on a party boat was Oak Island, NC, probably around 2001 or 2002. Went with my 2 brothers, who got drunk. I had an "injury" down "there", yes, near the family jewels. Needless to say, while fishing with those monster sized rods, I had my legs spread about 6 feet and balancing near the rail to lessen the pain. These 2 bastards barely picked up a pole. They sat there drinking the entire time cracking up and making fun of me! But I landed a rather large sand shark! Yeah, I know, nothing great. But there was a pool for largest fish. It was down to me and another guy with a sand shark. His was about an inch or so longer, but mine was much weightier and thicker. They awarded him the pool without even weighing, saying his won cause it was longer! WTF??? I always thought fishing contests were based on the weight of the fish. Bastards.
Oh, and my little growth "exploded" one night and I ended up at the emergency room. Was like a mini-cyst or something, I dunno, but it hurt like hell the entire trip, and made for good ammunition for the sibling bastards.
I lived in Arlington/Alexandria for a short tad but never got to do any fishing. My Dad, who I asked about this, says nothing beats trolling and hooking a Blue. But he used to own and awesome boat, and it was gone while I was still too young to get into it.
We used to vacation in Chincoteague, Va, quite often. Down there Dad had a place we went on a small boat and would catch TONS of Flounder. That cheap bastard made us eat that all week long too. My brother and I went out to do some clamming. We cam back with 2 huge buckets of cherry clams. When we went back out a day later or 2, Dad asked us to show him where we found so many. Turns out it was in some protected area where they raise them. We also went out crabbing once and came back with a few dozen in about 20 minutes. We had pulled up a bunch of the monster traps that would have 6-12 crabs in them already. These are the traps that are set and left. I guess we were too young to know much better. Nah, we kinda did, it was just fun at that age! Lucky someone didn't shoot us little bastards!
(Oh, and we stole corn from an Amish field in Pennsy too, figured 10 or so ears wouldn't hurt them in a field of probably a million)
I only admit to these crimes as the SOL have long ran out!