If I'm close I'm at least stopping. The day brought me close to some salt water so I took some time and made the walk. Crystal clear and warm water on the outgoing. I must have skirted the deluge of rain that ran through the area before I got there. It was the typical backwater scene for this time of year. Lots of bait, nervous at times, and a spray here and there from something in the chase. More of a walking and stalking than casting and stripping kind of quick outing.