One day you wash up on the beach, wet and naked. Another day you wash back out. In between, the scenery changes constantly.
Sunday, April 26, 2015
The wind died nicely this afternoon, and I called Trevor on short notice, and invited him out for his first trip on the new boat.
Fishing was just OK. Here in the trophy season, fish have to be 28 to 36 inches long, or greater than 40. We caught nothing approaching that, although a couple might have made it into the low 20s (not pictured). But the bite was consistent if not crazy fast, and we each caught several.
There was only one boat competing for fishing space at "Location X", surprising in fishing season, and the left well before the best fishing at sunset.