Couldn’t stay home all day again. 2 of the last 3 weeks off work and can’t do anything fun. What a drag.
Decided to hit the road to follow up on some info that there are open beaches to the north. Or south to some of you guys.
Hit the 5 with a general destination in mind, but nothing specific.
Found a great new use for surfers as a guy pulled on the freeway in front of me with a board on the rack. Slid in behind him and followed to an open beach. Parking was closed, he parked in a strip mall lot. I cruised around checking things out and found some street parking.
Hoofed it to the beach. Murky water, shore pound, cobble piled with gravel between, piles of brush at the high tide line. Didn’t look good.
Didn’t feel good either. Gravel hurt to stand on. Waves knocked cobbles into my toes and ankles.
Fished 30 minutes. No bites, so I split. Might go back tomorrow with the little long rod and soak some squid strips. Then I can wear sandals and stay out of the ankle knockers.
It was nice to get my feet wet.