I headed down to the coast in hopes of seeing the sky teaming with diving birds and bait balls exploding across the surface of the water. Upon leaving the harbor we didn't' see much that excited us so we hit some rocks where we always do well. Within minutes there is a small bust right next to the boat and Geoff gets his fly in the chaos and was tight to a fish. A huge blue by the way. We thought ok this will work nothing wrong with these bad**s marauders around. Expect we didn't really find any other targets all day long. A friend of mine was with a friend of his in a 23' Contender and they traveled far and wide to find an empty ocean. We made the most of it traveling far and wide and just enjoying the time on the water. What a difference a couple of weeks can make.