15-25 mph winds whipping the top of the chocolate milk made seeing anything impossible. We made out way directly to the reefs and started blind-casting.
Fish were caught from the crew on the Q’s boat. That is him hooked up.
Puck landed a flounder and a rat red, both on the RGW, size 4.
Tracy didn’t feel the tug, but she was a trooper, wading wet, and casting for all she was worth.
The ride back was a butt pounder as the waves at the east end of the bay were even higher than the west where we were trying to fish.
Next time we send scouts, to tell the group about the water conditions.
Tight lines, and see you on the water.