It took a while for me to spot the triples as we cruised among the pot buoys, but eventually I got the hang of it. In most cases they looked like nothing more than a leaf or piece of weed attached to the trap line. Curiously, the fish didn't spook easily. It was hard to believe that they wouldn't take off after we roared past only yards from their home, then spun around to get within casting range. The tripletail not only stayed put, they inevitably darted right out for the shrimp when it drifted past. Since I can only catch ignorant fish, this suited my skills to perfection! If my cast wasn't on the money, it was simply a matter of making another that would provide the proper presentation.