My long awaited charter with Whitey came on Saturday.  Stayed overnight at the pub with my son and daughter-in-law and headed out at 5.00 am on Saturday.  The weather was absolutely crap.  The wind was blowing at about 26 knots steady all day and the swell was decent.  Of the 11 paying customers, about 5 never wet a line.  They provided berley and wanted to die.  It was very hard to hold bottom, the drift was so fast and the fish were not playing ball.  Whitey tried everything he knew to try and find fish, but there was just no interest from our piscatorial friends.  A few decent sambos were caught, but keepers numbered only 5 by the end of the charter.  My D.I.L. caught 3 (a red morwong, black arse and a fox fish) and I caught 1 (a nice baldy).  I caught several baldies, pinkie and 3 or 4 red throat, but all were under size.  Bugger.  Whitey said he couldn't remember a worse day, but hey, even he can have a bad one now and again.  He is a top skipper and Richo is a great deckie, so I'll be back.