I was fishing the beach and it was shoulder to shoulder. Guys were SLAMMING Albies off the beach. They were right to to the shore. I was using a fly rod and kept messing up. I finally got one out and hooked up. What sucks is my reel didnt start screaming but I just pulled in a huge AmberJack. Yeh...I said AmberJack. Thats strange to catch with Albies off the beach. Dont recall where I was actually fishing in the dream. A few more cast and BAM. A weak fight and another Amberjack. Then the Albies were gon and I went to find another spot but woke up. I have wacked out dreams and this was not bad even though I caught Amberjack while EVERYONE else caught Albies, The Amberjack didnt fight at all, and Amy had a camera and I wouldnt let her take a pic because they were junk fish. I woke up mad that I didnt let her take a pic, happy that I caught fish on the fly, and sad that I didnt hook an Albie. Oh well. Dreams are like that. At least I wasnt getting beat up and not being able to throw a punch or being chased and not being able to see. I kind of like the ones where I start to drown but then miraculously breathe underwater. The human mind is a freaky thing!