I wouldn't say it's over yet and that I'm giving the interior of my pick-up a long overdue vacuum session, but I am going to put some air in the tires tomorrow morning. After being spoiled for a while, expecting to catch numbers of keeper fish during each outing, the thought of getting out of a warm bed on a 25 degree morning to catch one fish- or not- doesn't really seem worth it. Of course the chance is still there to get a decent bite, it's not like it's February yet, but I just get a little impatient once it gets to the trickle down. It's like, alright, can we move on to the next thing already? I already have winter planned out, let's go, let's go. Onto the next!
Now, someone will probably bang out something like 15 fish this week in two hours, but like I said I'm starting to pull out. In other words, I have not finished, the gear is still on standby if I get the urge to make some casts later in the week or this weekend before the holiday. I have been late to Christmas dinners before because of a blitz, so it's worth it to keep a finger on the pulse until at least New Year's.
What bothers me about the end this year is that the beach looks like a straight formless worthless nothing. Translated to mean there are no structures, edges, points, or dips to hold fish over a long stretch, which is the type of fishing I count on after the blitzes subside. At least when there are no fish it's fun to put your plug in some nice water, and until we get a storm that gives us more than a 3-4ft SE ground swell which does nothing to move sand, that situation is unlikely to change. That's just a reason for me to have more sleep and prettier eyes.
Eithery way, a lot will be determined by what goes on this week. If it still seems fishy I will hit it this weekend, but if not, done.