Got down the beach about an hour before high tide wearing the bear essentials (shorts, wetsuit boots, tshirt) Slapped on some sun cream to avoid cooking, and wandered down to the low tide mark, and started poking around under boulders. Dont want to give too much away, but this hints for free, lobsters consider any rock too big for a guy to lift up to be a suitable house. Found the patch I usually dive around and started methodically looking under each one, helps if you either lie ontop of the rock (watch out for sea anenomees I ended up with a colossal chin last time I went, got stung to shit in the face), or get low and go into a press up position. Was checking out prospective haunts, failed at my first choice spots and was working some smaller rocks in about 1 ft of water, putting my hook under to feel, if you poke a lobbie in the face it will move and you can feel the vibrations on your hook (conger eels are squichy). Saw a claw flash out then nothing for about 5 min, thought id been imagining the claw, tried poking under the rock next door, about 5 ft away encase the origional lobbie had fled under there, turns out it had, it spooked and started trying to scuttle away, at which point I grabbed it, measured it and bagged it. Second lobbie was about 5m away in another group of rocks, got the hook involved under all of them (won't stick my hand under a rock that i can't see under for obvious reasons) felt nothing but really thrashed the hook around to try and scare stuff out, but got no response. I turned around and started working a new rock and after about 2 min something bumped into my foot from behind me, really made me jump. Hello lobbie no 2. number 3 fell about 5 min afterwards I had exhausted my supply of half submerged bolders and was wandering across a gully with a boulder wedged in it, saw what I thought was an ormer, or the fleshy foot of one exposed underneath. I went to investigate and found half a smashed crab pot bobber, behind it however was a lobster, under the rock but high and dry, easy pickings. Was walking back with the tide when I noticed a hole with some broken shell strewn about, looked deep but turned out not to be, saw the outline of 2 claws, well the tips anyway, so got the torch out and spent 15 minutes using the beam trying to coax the lobbie within grabbing range. After 15 min was salty, cramped and annoyed so slid the hook in and gave it a good prodding from the side, it inched forwards so i grabbed it. 3 ormers 4 lobbies, and mild sunburn, a result in all, hope u enjoy the essay