So I bolted the office mid afternoon and also talked Grego (another renegade) into a meeting with the "dock". Went to Lynn Harbor hoping for fish stacked up in the lee of the East wind.
Very boatable conditions but dead dead dead. Sigh, ah fall. Intel is key.
Only thing we saw was this guy launches a 12' tin boat for just an hour. He pulls in a 37" with a tube n worm rig and goes home. They were there, but we are still learning the area, or maybe we just suck?
Seems to be a slight lull up north.
Seems like everyone I talk to is going to burn a vacation day (or something..cough..sniffle) this Friday.