This weekend the seaweed was more accommodating. They were still there, but I can sink my bait for 10 minutes before getting worried.
It was all good for an hour or so then... surfers came... en masse. They surfed towards me, right cross me, paddled out in front of me, then someone asked me to move because "there are surfers here". Dude there are fishermen here, too! I'll make sure to not hit you guys when casting, but then it is up to you.
Ok, no happiness in ranting. The session was, by all means, fine. Got to practice "how to get fish out of the rocks" challenge several times. Lost some but landed a few.
...and, don't forget to pick up the phone and give your mother a call. It's her day

I highly doubt if there is any mother that visits this message board. But if there is, happy Mother's day
