Back from a week in my favorite place. Sadly, likely the last trip until next winter. After over twenty years fishing the area you'd think I'd figure some things out, which I have, but it seems the fish throw me a curve when I get complacent. Lots of curves this year. I'll chalk a least some of it up to the weather - hot, cold, calm, windy - all in the space of a day or two. Managed enough for a few meals, a few to bring home, and found a couple of new spots. And had a martini or two on the deck. Life is good.