Plan B-- saw you in 6 mile sunday and spoke with you briefly before we headed out of there; we were in the sea chaser with the bimini trying to keep the melanomas from forming
We hooked a couple of wallet size while there, and my son and i had a couple of large fish on but lost both with break-offs-- the first one was just a brief encounter with my son grabbing the rod, screaming line and then the "oh dang!". I adjusted the drag on that rod and a second one hit a little while later and was taking off like a COPS police chase.... and then my son's idiot old man thought: why don't I put a jes tad little more pressure on that ol boy, y'know, just a touch...and well, don't need to elaborate.
I'm just the kind of guy that needs to relearn the same lesson over and over and over....
Still-- we had fun; great day to fish a while, swim a while and fish some more. What do people that don't fish do for fun, anyway? I mean, besides waste their lives?