The title of my thread articulates my sentiments at one point during my kayak fishing trip this past Saturday. I launched my kayak from the small beach at Mc Call St at the west end of Shelter Island at approximately 7am. Every time I use my Pro Angler, I'm reminded of why I bought it. Mirage drive = AWESOMENESS! I paddled over to the bait receiver (1.1 miles) w/out even breaking sweat. Normally I would have hollered out for a recreational boater to hook a brotha up, but I wanted anchovies instead of sardines. I feel that I get more bang for my buck with anchovies, and I assumed most people drifting live bait in the bay had sardines. So I sucked it up, and paid the exorbitant amount that E-Bros now charges for a kayak scoop. When I got near the bait receiver, one of the guys working it asked if I could grab one of the bumpers that fell off of their skiff. I gladly accommodated and told them to get the pen with the anchovies in it ready to go. The guys were very friendly, and generous with their pass in the bait pen. I thanked them, then headed 1/2 mile to the other side of the bay. I spent 10 or 15 minutes peddling around to find the perfect spot to begin my drift. Got my pole rigged up, turned around to scoop out a lively bait from my Hobie livewell, and ARGGGHHHH!!!!! 80% of them were dead! Apparently when the guy from the bait barge dropped the scoop of bait into my bait tank, he inadvertently turned off my bait pump. The switch for the bait pump is a plunger style switch, and when he pulled the net back towards himself after dumping the bait, the mesh must have grabbed the plunger and shut it off. It wasn't their fault. It was an accident. I wasn't angry at them. Just angry at the situation. I was able to revive the remainder, and I tossed out the dead ones. Fishing was slow. Not even worth taking a picture. The water was clean though. I didn't see a bunch of garbage or tons of eel grass floating on it. At one point I found a nice bait ball on the bottom, and I set up my drift to accommodate for it. I hooked up immediately, and pulled up a small halibut (maybe 16"). I knew they were spawning because that thing was spewing sperm out of it! Caught a total of only 8 fish. 3 halibut (biggest 21"), 4 spotties, and a decent sandbass. Wind and boat traffic started to pick up, and I called it a day by 1. Inevitably, there's always some retard in a HUGE boat, with a deep draft that decides they want to cruise outside of the channel markers, within 100' of the recreational fishermen on small boats. Saturday was no exception. This guy in a 50-60' yacht passed by myself and 4 or 5 other fishermen within 100'. He was going about 15 knots when he passed, sending a wake that had breakers and whitecaps cresting on it. REALLY!?!?!? The guy could be in the main channel. There were no Naval vessels or cruise ships transiting. So he basically sent everyone reeling and tossing in their boats, and I could see him and his butt-hole friends watching the ma ham ensue, and just laughing away. Anyways..... That was my day. Sorry for the lack of pictures.