Off to my favorite wreck yesterday.  I knew the Ocean was going to pick up as the day went on.  Boy did it, but first to the fish.  We had a great day on the Seabass.  Too many double headers to count.  Ended up with 30 nice ones in the box.  After 10:30 the bite died, or so I thought.  Switching over to mackrel for bait re-ignited the Seabass bite.  Thanks Mikey!  Ran out of Mackerel so switched to Fluke.  Immediately start banging them.. then the end came.  First, my friend sinks a hook in his finger.  End of day.  Then on the way back in, my top gets torn off in a gust from the leading edge of the T-Storms.   Got soaked all the way back in (8 miles).  Lost the lid on my Igloo on the way home too.  All in all a great fun (and expensive) trip.