Stopped by E. Matoonoc tonight on way home, and it was definitely on the calm side. Large schools of peanut bunker along the shore, being harassed by something. Ran home to get the schoolie rod, and got back just as the sun was dipping below the horizon. Had a few shots a breaking fish, but the action died at dark with just one rise to the popper. Looked like small blues. The blow had no ill effects, water was clean with a trace of red weed. And I didn't see a single @*$@!* surfer down the way
