Leaving Lake Tashmoo in a butt calm slick and returning with a 20 knot north-east. Not what I call fun. The morning started gang busters at the middle ground. The bass were busting squid when we arrived at the beginning of the flood. We lost three fish in a row to inexperience but the lesson was learned and we managed to land one nice blue but were unable to keep the bigger bass on the hook. There is a fine line between setting the hook and breaking off 15 pound tippet. Hopefully we will get some more chances before the week is out. The forecast looks terrible for the next couple of days. NE winds and increasing swells and nowhere to hide.