Will came back again and brought Steve with him. We left the dock in pretty thick fog in search of the ever selective albie. After a bit of a run I saw the fog rainbow and knew there must be a pot of fish under it. Well it was close anyway. We started on some nice bass up to nine or ten lbs. and when the tide started to move the albies moved with it. We had some great shots and the guys did well on the fly rod. Both landed several and we finished the day with a double. The fog lifted for a nice ride home. It doesn’t get much better than that.
