As I arrived at the lookout Holly and the Wednesday crew were just packing up after their survey. The tide race was just starting to form and with the stiff N' Westerly blowing I was looking forward to some big swells for the porpoise to surf. The action was slow to start and when it did there were only eight or so showing over an hour or so. Just when I didn't need it the sky darkened and the light really dropped away as the rain squalls passed through. Ah! well, you can't have it all I suppose.
