my fly rod. I would strip off enough fly line so I could "shoot" it. Believe it or not, it worked. I was getting 25 foot casts into the wash. The SE winds didn't make it easy, especially when the high water came in. But what it did was, it made me concentrate on the wash. My buddy Al got two shorts and a regular, Bob, had a nice keeper. It seems to be an early bite, just as the moon goes, and before the true sunrise happens. Guys are finding bass loaded with sand eels. Lucky for me while I was there I met up with Nesmond who let me borrow his TFO, until my spey rod gets here this week.