Fished in marginal weather (that went downhill) on Thursday with that local cobia guru , Captain Steve Wray. After about two hours anchored up on the shoals without a bite, the wind increased again and parted our anchor rope. (Your's truly only carries one danforth anchor on "Therapy".This saved us from further concusions and brain damage from the seas) After taking stock of the situation ,and before Dr Wright strangled the Old Black Adder, a consensus was reached and we ran to the ocean front,where it was right flatish. (West wind,you know) Caught a couple dozen bluefish and six very pretty spanish mackerel.Ended the days festivities at about two o'clock.
By the way, if the only other people we saw all day fishing,are still alive, I trust they will invest in a larger boat,a reliable weather radio, or sign their life insurance over to :The Black Adder c/o this web site. There were three fellows in a bass boat trying to anchor up on the shoals. Of course, I could have mis-read their intentions and this was an actual suicide attempt ,which it appeared to us that it had every chance of success.