My head touched the pillow at 2AM Sunday morning.
The ride down the river was highlighted by the sound of crushing shells as we enjoyed freshly caught Great Bay lobsters. The Super Moon guided us to pods of monster stripers. The Okuma reel is hoarse from all the singing. The Ugly Stick could not be beaten. My first cast to the curl put a linebacker on the deck.
Double hookups were the theme.
Joe is a good Captain. He put us into Striperpalooza. An event we didn't have to share with any flotilla.
My back and my arms may not feel the same but THANK YOU my friend for once again allowing me the bow of the Warrior Princess.
And yes my prediction came true. This time my bass was bigger than yours.