May 9. Looked like it was going to be a good day when I got down to the dock and the rain had stopped. Well then the fog rolled in and boy was it thick. So we trodded out to the fishing grounds at a wopping 6 knots. Put the lines in and wham, all the rods went off at the same time. And the day continued like that until the tide stopped and then the Blues started slamming every rod. After losing a ton of hooks the tide started running again and the bass were back. Ended the day with the box full and the fish still biting.