I opted for our usual spot that is well out the way in case the boys decide to have a run around.
Bites were plentiful but the fish were very tough to hook. I suspected that most were small stuff and I was proven right when each of the boys caught a small Whiting each (much to their delight)
We caught nothing else after the tide turned and the boys wanted to go home so I dropped them off and headed downriver to use the last of the bait. I had a small flounder on the first cast and then nothing much after that.
Still a worthwhile day on the whole and as always I took some pictures.... and a photosphere!
Oh and did I mention I snapped my rod tip? :/