One day you wash up on the beach, wet and naked. Another day you wash back out. In between, the scenery changes constantly.
Saturday, November 25, 2017
Specks of Sunset
When we walked the beach this afternoon the Bay was dead flat, and it was too inviting, so when I got home I called Trevor to see if he wanted to go (stupid question). Anyway, we got out about 3:45. I got this Speckled Trout in the first drift.
For a few drifts we saw fish on the sonar, but had only a single little hit. Then the sun set.