Worst day of fishing that I can remember. Learned some things though. I learned about lugworms; at least that’s how they were sold to me. I guess the proper name is pile worm? Picked up a little box ($8?!), and ran down to the beach. Got rigged up, cut off a 3” piece of worm, and started to thread it onto a #4 mosquito hook. Damn thing bit me! So, surprised and confused, I ended up dropping the whole box into the rocks and I still have never fished with lugworms or pile worms whatever they’re called. Not to be outdone by an invertebrate, I then commenced two hours of depositing my gear on the rocks. I broke off 6 rigs and lost a kastmaster and a jig head with a paddle tail before I got pi$$ed off enough that I left the beach and went grocery shopping which was actually more fun. At least I didn’t catch any fish. In retrospect, I should’ve wadded up a $20 and threw it in the drink. Haha, I did enjoy the fresh air though. My Sundays normally bring me to IB anyway, so I’ve been fishing down there quite a bit. I should’ve hit up a spot on one of the bays. The conditions at the ocean weren’t the best down south. Pretty mixed up and much more chop than I normally like to fish. A 1oz pyramid sinker was not enough to keep a rig pegged, and that’s about my limit for this type of fishing. Looks like some other guys had a much better day than me, so I’ll chalk it up as ‘one of those days’. Haha.