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Well, 2015 is definitely presenting me an interesting spring.I was away last weekend, so missed all the action on O as the first hot weekend of the spring came on, and between family commitments and other obligations, wasn't able to launch today till lunch hour. Not expecting the best fishing, I was hoping to find a fewer greasers hugging the mud to pass a few hours away. Driving down the QE the skies were occasionally lightening their load of high humidity with those heavy, brief rain outbursts. No biggie, me thinks. Got the gear, got the stand up and I haven't melted yet so probably wont today. We get the boat all set and are the only folks there. Mothers day? I'll take not having to watch the usual circus of in and out mayhem We head out to 50 FOW and start to set up with our game plan to head to 120 and back seeking the bulldog feeding grounds. As the first dipsey starts to click out the distance, a few whiffs of fog blow by. 15 minutes later, when we are all set and ready to relax to the gentle sound of water across the bow, we can barely see the planer board 30 foot off the port side I have heard of people being out on the water when a fog rolls in and how disorienting it is - this is the first time it has happened to me - and I have a really good sense of direction after decades of driving for a living. It was spooky - looking down at the chart plotter and its telling me I am going in a direction completely the opposite to what I thought. We trolled around hoping the fog would dissipate, but it just got thicker. And If I took my eyes off the chart-plotter or compass for more than a few minutes, when I looked back we were off course again. After a bit, we pulled in the lines and started up the main motor, and ran in at about 6 mph, trying to see anything. Watching the chart plotter and depth, I knew, finally, after the most zig zag course, ever we were right on the harbour, but couldn't see it. If you are familiar with Jordan - you know how close this is. This is when it finally became visible. It was like those movies whee the big boat comes out of the fog and it is right on top of you. The breakwall was disturbingly close. some random views as we headed back needless to say, no slime today. Then just as a final insult - we get home to partly cloudy skies, sunshine and high humidity. I am now convinced that MOTHER nature was giving me a subtle hint, even if I had explicit permission from my other half for the outing today. Dinozo slap to the back of the head. No wonder I got no hair left there. Better go start the roast on the BBQ spit.... where did I put the mother's day card......