Nasty day, too awful to kayak. So I searched out a park near Edgemere where I was due a little later for a celebration of lfe for a sailor friend who'd died. Found this little gem of a park in Essex, where I fished with another fellow who'd pulled up in his pickup truck. I like meeting folks with similar odd habits, like taking a lunch-break on a cold rainy day to fling a lure out even if it's probably not going to be fruitfull -- it was low tide. We had a nice conversation.
I did see some fish feeding at the 2nd pier but they were too far out to toss a lure to...and clearly someone had a much better outing a day or two prior, as these two monster blue catfish attest.
I think I'm close to my limit of PIER FISHING or BOATWORK days - I think I have nine logged...but I should easily surpass 100 days this year.