Fished the flood at PNP yesterday morning 'til high tide. Arrived at 7:30am and was pleasantly surprised to see only one other fisherman (gear guy) on the beach. I set up well away from him on the south end of the point and proceeded to have a great time swinging a fly through the rip all morning. Saw several LARGE coho way out in the channel, but nothing close to the beach. Around 9:45 another gear guy shows up, plunks down his bait box, ties on a friggin' car bumper of a lure, walks to within FIVE FEET of me and starts casting. WTF??? After he casts over my line for the third time, I move off down the beach to get some breathing room. Next thing I know this knucklehead is into a solid 8-10lb fish which he promptly beaches, bonks, and heads back to his truck. I never saw another fish all day. As he drove off I was working hard to keep positive thoughts in my head...