hit castro's camp the day before new year's with Dru and my buddy Matt who was visiting from Taos. i was concerned about the jumbo swell on the water, but the bottom line was it was fishable and after getting screwed by the flu for 4 days, i was going fishing. period. jetting down at 6pm from san diego we did a quickie langosta stop in newport. did some serious white knuckling thru the hills above ensenada, got lost in erindira, we finally made it to castro's at about 11pm. i needed a few shots to settle my nerves. the next morning, we were awoke by the sounds of the first panga going into the water. paid for the room and panga and then headed for the water. fished a variety of shallow water spots and were treated to some dandy ling cod...full speed!! we DESTROYED the lings fishing straight spectra. we also caught some dandy reds. i had 5 straight consecutive drops for either lings, or some quality like this: coming back in to the launch ramp was *slightly* fucking hairball. we came back at ass low tide with an increasing swell. fernando, our irie skipper, timed the sets well and "bulged" a wave over an extremely dry reef with about 10 feet of room on either side of the boat. i nearly shat my slickers. headed back to SD at about 2pm and got stuck in a 2 hour border wait from 5pm till about 7pm. heard some dude got shot at the check point minutes after we cleared. glad we didnt have to deal with that! good times........cant wait to go back!