Today’s 8 hour combo trip got off to a lousy start when the guys hit a table that some idiot threw in the middle of the street in OC doing enough damage that a tow truck was needed. Arrived at the “turkey woods” a little late but that really didn’t matter. The action was constant on these jumbo size false albacore, aka: turkeys or fat alberts. After two hours of constant cranking, plus a late night at Secrets Bar, had one angler down for the count and one fading quickly. Made a seven mile run to the sea bass grounds and spent the remaining time pounding on mostly throwback size sea bass as well as a couple flounder with our one remaining angler. Back in the slip with around a dozen sea bass and two flounder.