A shitty day of diving

I took the day off to hit moriches inlet this morning. I was planning on making a quiet day of diving and fishing. I got to Smith's Point at about 7AM and had deflated two tires on one side of the truck when someone came and told me the outerbeach was closed due to large surf up to the dunes.
I was a bit ticked off mainly because the signs they had saying the beach was closed were not very visible and they wouldn't let me reinflate my tires.
Never the less, I headed for cupsogue beach stopping along the way to pay $.75 for an air station that was so slow I didn't finish filling the second tire. By now the rage was building and I almost cut the hose. Instead I took a breath and pressed on.
I arrived at cupsogue 20 minutes before the tide and decided to drop in the first lagoon against the lobster wall. Good fluking there and some bass usually pass by. I had taken a few minutes to look at the surf and I knew it would be a bettr surfing day than diving and I wished I had my board instead.
I dropped in and inside the lagoon the vis was OK. As I entered the inlet I got the feeling I was diving in beef stew. Of those who know me, they would say I never come out of the water. But today I did. After 10 minutes I gave up and hustled the gear back into the truck and lit out for the Ponoquogue bridge. The tide there is almost an hour later than the inlet. So there I was, sitting on a towel in a wet wetsuit speeding at 25MPH down Dune road. Not the best place for a man on a mission.
Because it is after Labor day and I didn't need a town sticker I parked on the south side of the bridge. I got in the water to some decent vis. Maybe 10' at its best but more than enough to do some hunting. I decide to drop into the deep hole at the end of the bridge to get some fluke and maybe some of the trigger fish that hang around the debree there. When I dropped into the hole I was amazed to find that the entire hole and ultimatley the entire south side of the channel is coverd in a thick blanket of starfish that is at least three starfish deep. There is no other life. No plants, no fluke and only the occasional small black sea bass. A few big black fish passed by but no matter where I went I was inundated with starfish. I am going to call my friends at the NYDEC tomorrow to let them know about it. The dive was one of the very few of nearly 1,000 that totally sucked and I wished I had done something different today. I guess it happens. But why oh why did it have to happen to me.