Slowly got all the way down to the "flattie rock" area and smelled something terrible. It was a dead cat laying on the bridge! The nasty smell ran me out of my spot, I couldn't take the constant odor of roadkill anymore.
So I worked my way back to the car with a white Gulp! swimming mullet. About halfway across the bridge I hooked into a big flounder, this one actually tried hard to get away. I had it lined up and ready to swing over the rails but it came off the hook as soon as I tried to lift out of the water. It didn't even break water surface, just came off the hook. Doh!
Continued to work my way back to the car without anymore action. That was it for the night!
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