Fished the Drive last night and had a 30 MPH tailwind at dusk - without even laying into it I nearly spooled myself on every cast with a Habs canal-style pencil popper.
If I'd gotten a fish at the end of that cast I would've been porked
Unfortunately, I never had the opportunity to find out
Yeah, this is the stuff that separates the men from the boys - I was the only living soul on the rocks, the only other thing around on the rocks was a lotta sea-gull poo - from what I heard, it was pretty active earlier, as evidenced by the guano..
I'm thinking the seals we've been seeing around here lately - kinda early for 'em - have more than a little to do with it too.
Seals, goddam 'em - the other white meat


