Last minute thing. Called a buddy and he come running. Thursday afternoon about 5 . Ran down to the creek and gathered up some fiddlers. Grab the boat and headed for the jetties. Tail end of the outgoing tide. No luck got robbed a couple times that was it. Moved back into the creeks.
Figured we might try some top water.
Again no luck.
The wife and I made a run at it this morning. Little late start didn’t get on the water till around 08. Me not her… Went looking for red fish no luck. Heard some radio chatter about some Spade fish at the 3 Mile reef. Couldn’t find any jelly balls. Caught a few short sea bass, a few grunts. Headed for the hill. About forgot to mention got a 14-in flounder in the cash net. Tagged him and send him on his merry way.
My buddy said this was the first time that he’d ever been skunked fishing with me. It happens…
22 life’s a day
I am fragile. Not like a flower. But like a bomb.
22 life’s a day