Glad you enjoyed it neverfish!

Thanks Smokey! It was a great day I wanted to share. Tight lines!

Mepps, Rooster Tails and Panther Martin’s have always been winners for me in fresh water! 👍😎

It was a terrible day in US history that was ultimately answered with a worse one for our enemies. As FDR said, it will live on. Dastardly deeds are always remembered as long as our teachers teach the truth. It is important to remember we, too, are some of the teachers. Take time today to engage a younger person in a conversation about the significance of this day.😎

Don’t have any experience in your area, but FWC has a list of all the artificial reefs offshore around the entire state with GPS coordinates. Google Florida artificial reefs. Good luck and tight lines!👍😎

So sorry to hear this JohnG. Don’t give up the fight buddy. New therapies are being developed for all kinds of cancer. A few years ago my goddaughter was diagnosed with triple negative breast cancer that had metastasized to her lymph system. After radiation and several different chemotherapy treatments she was told there were no more options and that she should get her “affairs in order”. A little over a year ago she was planning her funeral when her oncologist called and said she was a principal investigator in a new clinical trial looking at a new approach to treatment with a combination of existing drugs. She thought my goddaughter should enroll in a phase one safety trial designed to determine tolerable dosing levels of the combination therapy. My goddaughter said she thought she was going to die after the first treatment she received. However, the side effects lessened with subsequent courses of the combination therapy. It’s now a little over a year since her last course and she has no evidence of disease! While most participants in the trial did not experience the same success, a few did. The scientists are currently examining my goddaughter’s tumor tissues from her mastectomy and lymph nodes to try and determine what was unique in her and the other positive responders cancers. So, I repeat. Don’t give up the fight! New and tailor made therapies are being developed all the time. Keep the faith brother. Miracles do happen.👍😎

You got that right Steve. Fishing with your offspring…one of life’s greatest pleasures!👍😎

My wife and I were invited to go fishing Dec 5th with some good friends. My wife doesn’t really fish much, but she was enthusiastic for the chance to go off shore with some good friends to spend the day in the sun. We hit the water about 10am. The temperature was 70 on its way to the low eighties. The 4 mph breeze was out of the NNE so the water was almost flat. First we stopped off at a small beach inside New Pass and my buddy’s wife threw the cast net and got us some minnows for the well which already had a few dozen shrimp in it. We then ran about 10 miles off shore out of New Pass to some structure my friend had numbers for. We arrived there after about 30 minutes and began the circle dance to find the structure. Once we anchored, we dropped lines and were rewarded with immediate action. The first fish was a blue runner we hooked to a popping cork and pitched out about 30 yards behind the boat. We caught a couple more which we threw in the box for cut bait in case we needed it later. Then my buddy’s wife hooked a 19 inch permit which also took an ice bath. Seeing all the quick action, my wife asked for a rod and, after a little instruction, she hooked and landed a decent sized spade fish. There was a big school of these guys that had been lured in by the chum bag and they were hungry. Beside the shrimp and minnows, we had some frozen squid along for the ride. The spades were ready to eat either, but there was not one hit on the minnows. All of a sudden the popping cork started zipping through the water. I grabbed the rod and felt the tension for about 3 seconds. The drag was set really light because I have caught big kings and cuda this way and they fly after they hit the bait. The line went slack as did my short lived exhilaration. I cranked in the lined to discover the 30 lb leader sliced clean. We never saw the fish, but whatever it was, it had some sharp chompers. Between the four of us we caught 25-30 spades and kept 9 of the largest. The bite slowed down and we fished for another hour before pulling anchor and heading back in. Along the way, we ran some crab pot lines looking for triple tail. No luck there so we head for the pass. We were cruising at about 23 and enjoying the end of a beautiful day when we ran across a huge school of cobia! There had to be 50-75 of them on top of the water so high we could see their fins flashing in the late afternoon sun. It was an amazing sight! We stopped the boat and turned back and slowly stalked the enormous boil. My buddy’s wife womaned the helm while he threw a big white bobtail at them. We still had a couple of large shrimp, so I baited one up and threw into the pod. After about five casts my friend had a hit on the jig but the cobia spit the hook after about ten seconds. He said “Oh man! He got off”. I was feeling sorry for him when 5 second later I got a hit on the big shrimp! The drag started to peel off lazily and I resisted the urge to set the hook (circle). I let him have it for a few more turns and then started reeling. True to form, the hook set itself and then the drag started singing as he felt the barb. He took a 10 second run that seemed like 30 as my heart rate doubled and I lost all sense of space and time. At the end of the run I started cranking but could not gain any line. He must have felt it though because he did another short run. At the end of that run I adjusted the star drag slightly and was able to gain on him. For the next few??? minutes we cycled gains on each other. During this time a lot of his buddies swarmed around the fight. He dove under them and I could feel his head shaking. Then he suddenly surfaced and went airborne right in the middle of the pack! When he splashed back in the gulf, the line went slack. I started reeling as fast as I could. The line tightened and I realized he was still on and making a run straight at the boat. I was able to keep the tension on until he got within 15 feet of the boat. Then he turned into the hook and shook it out. The line went slack and my heart sank along with every one else on the boat. We were already tasting cobia for several dinners. It sure was an exciting few minutes though, and a near perfect end of a wonderful day on the water. I’ll never forget the sight of that huge school. They are here for the winter. Maybe next time! Here’s some pictures guys. Enjoy!

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“The Jerk” has to be considered!

Glad I’m retired Dakota!

Fishing the west coast in salt you will find mangrove snapper and sheepshead in the backwater and around docks using live shrimp. I’m in Bonita Springs so that’s pretty far south. Fishing in the bay along oyster bars and in the passes will yield trout, lady fish and occasional jacks. Fly is right about it slowing down, but it’s still good fishing. Good luck!😎

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Grandma sounds like a wild one!😂😎

Right back at you Hack and everyone else on the stage. Happy Thanksgiving guys and gals.

I am so sorry to hear this news OJ. Praying for it to be dead cells. I have a friend who had two brain tumors. One was operable but the other was not. They removed one and the plan was to attack the other one with radiation and chemo. After she recovered from the surgery she was imaged for mapping focused radiation. To all the docs surprise, the inoperable tumor had disappeared. She has been cancer free for 7 years. Many folks were praying for her. It works as far as I’m concerned. 🙏🙏🙏🙏 for this young child’s recovery. 😎