Snow shoe flounder. Preferably black back over yellow tail.
Then there’s the summer doormat or even a barn door halibut.
As for my liking the sole is the top prize. How about a turbot?
Out of all of the flatties I don’t think I ever had turbot.
They just got over a major rainstorm with serious flooding.
An hour before the pier opens. There’s a boat outside the
tip of the pier driving back and forth scattering the bait.
There’s a lot of sailfish there. Once the pier opens the
boat scared the sailfish. There’s big donkeys (Amber Jack).
Big snook, Cudas, Kingfish. There are many other piers
in the area just like this one. They are all major tourist
attracions. With restaurants on the water or beach.
Very good night life. Fishing is sketchy. You can be
on the pier with someone who just got out of the can
after five or ten years. He’s there with a couple of his friends.
The heat is on the business end. The fish was screaming line off your reel.
You were holding on to the rod with two hands for dear life. You started
tightening down your drag. The obvious happened. Bye bye Charlie.
Give the fish a minute or two and it will slow. From there it’s give and take.
Eventually you’ll need to walk back ten yards and quickly forward
while cranking the reel. You don’t want a hot fish near the pier. He’ll wrap
you around the pier and break you off. It’s a long grueling battle with
the fish kicking on it’s side. Now it’s over.
Somebody gave me that squid.
Somebody gave me that rod.
I caught that fish.
You can see Charlie next to the sand spike.
He got himself wrapped in the three hook pomp rig.
No worries when I left I made sure he was out of harms way.
I put him in the trash can wrapped in the rag.
Before hand was the pork fish and a runner.
All were released as were the Jacks.
I get to the condo and step out the car.
Parrots are flying over my head,
I walk to the front door and there’s a mango tree there.
A over ripe mango fell to the ground.
The baby ducklings are all gathered around eating the mango.
I walk in the condo look out the back window.
There’s a beautiful lake with a owl perched up.
I’m EFFEN crazy!!
When it comes to outdoor apparel products.
You need to start doing business with these fashion designers.
They are highly experienced in sun, heat, sand, wind and the
evening differences of cold temperature.
What I can tell you from my experience.
Hemp dries faster than any fabric I ever wore.
It’s paper thin, paper light and extremely RUGGED!!
I know it well. I bumped my tip top on the jetty.
Got a hairline chip in the alconite ring. Then I
broke off a lure. Ruined my outing. 😡
My titanium low rider guide accidentally hit the ground.
Thats when my silicon carbide ring popped out. 😡
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