What happens when you fish the right beach on the wrong tide? Well, I set out to fish my all-time favorite South Sound beach Monday evening, but I fished it during a rising tide. This beach -- in my opinion -- fishes far better on a falling tide. But I can't control the tides -- or my work hours -- so the choice was simple: Fish the wrong tide or don't fish. I usually pick fishing. I flogged the water for more than two hours before the sun finally slid behind a ridge and the cutts began working a shallow rip near shore. I hooked one fish on a sand lance pattern -- it is of my own design, but I think I'm going back to Les Johnson's Williams Point Sand Lance fly. I finally hooked a nice sea-run cutt that carried at least 15 sea lice on its sides. I took a couple of quick photos and then released the cutt. It was a nice fish -- and the only fish of the night. But sometimes one is enough.