Posted on June 29 2011
I hear the alarm go off at 5 a.m., jump up, grab an iPhone, and check the weather. Guess what? It’s blowing 15 knots. But what else is new? It must be my day to fish because the water was slick calm the last two days while I was working. Oh well. We decide to pass on a day of fishing and go back to sleep. At 7 a.m., the dogs are making noise, so we’re awake again and my husband Chris says, “I just had a dream you caught a tarpon, get ready. We’re going.” Well, okay. Twist my arm! So we take our time getting ready, swing by Cracker Barrel for a breakfast sandwich, to go (of course.) We pop on down to the boat at the crack of 8:15 and head out into a nasty chop.
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