Whining aside, here's the (zzzzzz) report:
I left this note in the sand trap for the duffers the next day....the fairway was across the street from my condo:
These provided the only good fishing during my trip, I think I caught about 400 of each:
I should have known it was not going to be good....first fish ogf the trip....which died, even though I lip hooked it and handled it like a trout:
These were fun.....I don't want to disparage jacks....I love catching them.
Mangroves off of Lover's Key...where I got skunked...total goose egg.
All these flies for a handfull of jacks and a ladyfish that I mistook for bait:
Buzzes are one thing I am a master at catching:
Got this cool coozee....DOPE!
Wife and I would get drunk and hunt toads on the golf course after the kids went to bed....piggy back rides.....RFA style:
I did have fun....and maybe learned not to let fishing ruin an entire vacation.
Some celebrity sightings:
1. Sat next to John Barr on the plane down. Super nice guy. We talked for about 3 hours straight. I told him about the Drake messageboard...which he said he "might" check out....so I warned him about you animals.
2. Ran into Ray Lewis on the beach at 7:00 AM. I asked for his picture, and his reply was "Sorry Bud, I'm training"....my response was "Fucker, I am a Moderator on the Drake!", and I ran him down and tackled him into the surf. He ran away crying.[/report]