Fished my normal spot from 7-9, fresh bunker on the incoming. wind with tide. Got into some nice blues, with Joe G landing a monster...it looked like something took a chomp out of this fish a few years back. The bite slowed so we decide to get down off our perch, and head to G Kills. Moon tide, water further up the beach, full flood...our stepping stones are underwater. I go first...whoosh, wave soaks me..f' it I am already wet. go for the next stone and miss....SPLASH..stumble my way up the beach in 3 feet of water. Jog G asks if I am okay, then does the same exact thing, except he goes face first into the drink!