Went out in hopes of doing a little sight castings for pomps. We probably walked west about a mile while wading out to our knees. Assuming that the fierce north wind and low tide would push the fish out a little deeper, we would blind cast as far out as we could. The only pomps that we saw though ran by just 50 feet in front of out while our lines were still out. After they passed by a decent sized ray came cruising through so I tossed my jig a few feet in front of it hoping for some shadowing pomps. I bounced my jig once and was hooked up, but not to a pomp. I saw a dark silhouette and knew right away what it was. My first cobia, all 18 inches of it. Good stuff. Called it a day after that.