Boy, was that some seriously superb weather. For those who might be reading this in the distant future, I’m hoping that crystal clear, mild summer days are still around in your globally-warmed world.

I could do without those touches of fall in our early-August night air. Such coolness sparks that odd primordial stir inside of us, as if we have to already start gathering nuts and bolts for the winter.

Closer to fishing, the very cool nights stirred the bay. The inlet areas are chock full of small sea bass, blowfish, snappers and other musterers, feeling…