Of course, none of them wanted to eat. I had a few follows on a white magic swimmer, a couple more on a Toughtec crab, but nothing committed. In hindsight, maybe something I didn't have — chunk mackerel, a live crab, maybe fresh sand eels, would have done the trick. Bright sunshine, crystal clear water.

Conditions like that can make these fish incredibly tough to fool on artificials, but at least I knew there were fish around. Then, just before high tide, at a new location several miles to the east, I encountered the largest school of bass I've seen all year.

With only 30 minutes to spare before I had to drive home, I grabbed a Guppy Mini 1.25oz pencil popper and began casting.