A late summer's night's dream

It was a beautiful, drop dead gorgeous, evening. The wind died, tons of bait in the surf.
Splashes everywhere but... they were snappers.

The surf is absolutely filled with bait: mullet, small kingfish, snapper blues, and little Pompano.

Think it was a bit warm? The water was close to 80F and didn't have a sniff from larger offerings,
my guess is that there is so much swimming, live, bait they didn't even see what I had.

Have to hit an inlet I suppose.