I had a wrotten day. Got up late (6:30) because I forgot to set the alarm. Decided to go anyway. Made bait and went north on a tip from a friend.
First drift one bait gets zinged but no hookup. Fourth drift I throw iron and immediately hook up. Feels flat and at color it's a nice 15-20lb halibut. As I'm planning my gaff strategy it comes unbuttoned and sinks away. Keeping working the area for a couple other hits and a sand bass. Birds working out deep. No more action.
Head home, take my brother to the train station and half way home my car starts to run really rough. Get off the interstate and it dies as I roll into the service station. 4 hours later the guy still can't figure it out so I order a rental. So much for my plans of returning for revenge. Early meeting Friday means I'm screwed for a while. Ugh.
