Finally, we got a break from the month-long pounding we’ve endured from wind and weeds on the beach. The best part wasn’t even catching fish, it was the reminder of how effortlessly a 3 ounce sinker can be retrieved without the wrath of God tugging on the line. AHHH, now I remember why I love surf fishing — because it’s a genuinely pleasant experience when half-decent conditions are present — aaaand, they’re gone again…