Yesterday the weather was supposed to be 5 to 15 knots, 1 to 3 ft on the wind waves, long period on a small swell. We got out and it was a little jackass from the start. I needed to move some gear so the errant Oregon dragger wouldn't contribute to more loss. I had a Friday crew that wanted to sanddab fish as well, 20 pound spectra and a 1 lb weight wouldn't hold the bottom. Twas ugly. Ended Friday with 6 limits of crab. The marine forecast report for today was gruesome, constant winds all night whipping the ocean into a saltwater latte. Naturally, I thought, only becasue my first day in a while with a good load. I called the chartermaster, told him how bad Friday was and nixed the fishing. I suggested nixing the crabbing, as I was still sore in the afternoon. They were determined to at least try, God Bless them.
The weatherguessers were dead a** wrong, it was a lovely day. OK, a little brisk in the early morning, but no wind or swell to make conditions hazardous. Moved some outer gear to a little beyond 4 miles for added insurance. Tried to find some more inside gear to move move inside of 3 miles. 16 limits of crab.