One tail tale sign we watch for as we arrive at the harbor in the morning are the flagpoles at the hotel just south of the harbor. This morning the flags were flapping hard. Not what we like to see. The forecast was calling for a low swell, though, so we loaded up the boat and headed down the coastline. The further we went, the more wind we got. Captain Bob had his sights set on Pescadero and made it to the promised land, but conditions were downright rotten, so he turned the boat back north and headed back in. The wind forecast has been pretty much the same for quite a while now, but every day has been different. We continue to just have to take the weather day by day and see if Mother Nature will give us a decent enough day to put our lines in the water.