Yep, throw away the book, you don't need it, just start flinging away on the flats, no experience required.
In short the fish were all over the place, the vast majority herring-sized. At one point, a big school moved in no more than twenty feet away on the surface whacking at juvie sand eels. Hundreds, if not thousands, aw what the hell millions of fish (where's RJ with the ladder when you need it?)
TR was a FF pro from the outset knocking 'em dead left 'n right. We switched to plastics at one point to see if we could find large way out in the channel, but only marginally bigger stuff. Biggest fish of the day was maybe 24 inches. Back to flies on the incoming but it didn't happen before we had to leave. Later I spoke to someone who said they were slightly larger further west in the channel, a few keeps. Was wondering why it looked like the herring run there
TR was impressed with all the stuff crawling around out there. Like a two pound lobster, skates & crabs galore, and who knows what else. I think he kinda muttered under his breath he was coming back with a rake.