Foam, foam everywhere and not a beer in sight. Hollywood is still knee deep in foam, but just had to give it a try. Windy, cold, low tide but still nabbed four perch. No pix as they weren't the picks of the litter. Besides I kept losing them in the foam at my feet. The last time I was down there was after Dan posted his big bat ray and you had to take a number to find a place to fish. Tonight only saw a couple of other knuckleheads.
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