Made it down on the flood tide just as the waves started top break on the bar filling in the troughs and pockets. Water was off color and big at times. Didn't see anything. Fished the beach and the rocks without a tap. Thinking if it was a tad cleaner I might have drummed up a bite. Couldn't beat just about 60 degree temps for late December, and the water felt warm(er) too.
For anglers, visions of the first bass of 2017 are starting to get on their present short Bucket List. We'll see if the coldness that's coming will put a damper on it. Nothing like starting the year with a January bass. which, I know, means nothing, but it does somehow.