The fog was so thick on the St. Johns that morning that I couldn't see the other side of the river (40 ft away) with my QBeam. We got to our hole more by faith than sight. Ended up dropping a mottled duck each and one very startled gwt. When the fog cleared, we ended up moving about half a mile away and found a spot where the bwts just wouldn't stop coming back.
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