i caught one of those in surf city 30 years ago - had no clue what it was, the old timer fishing next to me told me not to touch it (as if!) cuz it's a shocker
crazy looking beast
my fishing partner caught a hatch cover in the rips back in 1990... fought it for about an hour... never laughed so hard in my life.
then we ran out of gas on the way in. his paddle had delaminated, so we paddled in with the handle.
until the tide turned.
no matter how fast he paddled, the dock kept getting farther... farther... farther away
luckily some stunad took pity on us and towed us in.
my face hurt for a week after that trip.
turnabout was fair play, though, cuz when we got back home i burned out my clutch trying to back his dam boat up his steep crooked driveway on a skinny busy street in central jersey rush hour... luckily i couldn't see him laughing at me cuz of the giant cloud of clutch smoke.