Well the more conditions deteriorated the better the bite got. Of course right after it got to the point that everyone else packed up and left this big girl came to eat:
About 5' of pissed off toothiness that seemed to either still be hungry or just want one of my fingers for a souvenir and no tail rope. Won't make that mistake again.
Some of the whiting, let lots swim back after I had enough in the cooler:
And this beauty came home in the cooler too:
Had to cast out much farther than usual to get into the whiting and croakers, they seemed to be concentrated right where the chocolate milk water meet the clearer water out deeper. Toothy eat a whole whiting caught earlier, all others where on very fresh shrimp. Nothing on whole or cut mullet.