ee Williams and I were drifting Lucanus jigs over a wreck 30 miles off Virginia Beach when Lee’s line went slack. “I just broke off,” he cursed. As he cranked in his line, I spotted a gold-and-silver dolphin doing a back flip 30 feet behind the boat. The fish had his jig in its mouth. On the next jump, the dolphin threw the jig at us and splashed off into the distance. We jumped into action. In minutes we had the jigging gear stowed and a spread of ballyhoo trolling behind the boat. On the first pass, we loaded the lines with dolphin.