Dont worry, my rock hopping days ate the jetty are over since my back surgery. Im not about to get a couple miles out and discover that I am "camping out" for a while. It use to be a blast out there. We would pack as much beer out as we could carry, fish until it was time to head to the races in Elma, turn around after the races, head back to the jetty and do it all over again the next day. Ah, the good old days! I'm going to try and get some South Sound lings this weekend. I hope that I can do better than how I did last weekend.