Dang, headed out just as the wind died at dusk for the first time in 48 hrs, hoping for a skunk so I could call the season without guilt. Of course the fish had other ideas. My first cast was swirled at 2X, so the guilt trip was entrenched. A while later I had a brief flurry where 5 casts evoked interest with 2 micro rats of 14" caught.

Even though "The Admiral" says "You could just quit!", I'll have to keep the rods on the boat...