Well after an 8 hour day of work, it was time for equal amounts of play to even out the soul.
I met Steve at the beach to do a little small rod fishing before dark when the big rods come out. We literally worked miles of beach over the next 3 hours for only a few small perch nibbles and a Sailor-By-The-Wind... with plenty of tourists...
We finally wanted to get some food and beer in us, so took a drive for a great burger and beers.
We ran back to the beach armed with liquid confidence that we would catch our quarry. Conditions looked right...
We had lots of bait thieves and short bites, but we both managed to keep the skunk off an 8 hour day of fishing...
Steve was first to strike with a bat...
I missed a really nice bite, but redeemed myself on a big tough female leopard!
Once again, the timer went off and it was time to pack it in.
8 hours of work and 8 hours of fishing does the body right... as long as I don't home skunked! lol
I'm ready for this full moon to wash away the grass and kelp so we could get back to fishing for shark!