I was beginning to wonder if I didn't hear the Fat Lady clearing her throat to sing a little song. Went out to where we had been doing quite well and dropped down. A cold rain and wind didn't inspire much. 1 hookup, then two then three, then four. One landed, the others got away. No more hookups, we moved a few times and finally ran out of time with one squid on the deck. Came in and ran crab pots for 30 Dungeness. The wind came up and the rain had quit. I hope a calmer day treats us to a few more good squid days. We considered sand dabs but opted for crab.