Well, it's been almost two weeks since I returned form an unsuccessful fishing trip to Va. Beach for some surf casting. For the record, I hooked not a single marlin.
Actually, the trip was for the 5-year-old's birthday and a visit with family. On my last day, I bought a $20 rod thick as my ankle and slung some heavy jigs into the surf with the wind and cold rain in my face. I thought it was going to sleet. How did it get into the 40s so quickly when it was nearly 80 just a day before.
I did managed to get back to the mountains last weekend. The browns really turned on late Sunday evening and the water was up and in a hurry after some heavy rain.