Walleye Pete. There were six of us, Trevor, Tom, Major Ski (at least, I think he's still a major), Kenny, Scott (Kenny's dad the babe magnet) and myself, due to a slight miscommunication between myself and Trevor.
Sunrise over the Eastern Shore.
Little Choptank River.
Summer Flounder Major Ski jigged up. . .
Northern Puffer that I foul hooked.
Weakfish (a sea trout) that Kenny caught. Trevor actually caught 2 more, just under the legal size of 14 inches. Good to see them. It's been a few years since they were numerous.