Best Things of the Day

Well, I didn't catch a single fish (other than the bait fish I netted) so, I will hope to do better tomorrow as a lonely Flounder still sits on a platter waiting to be grilled.  I tried a different fishing technique as described by a man (perhaps my age) and his son who came fishing the same point I had gotten to first yesterday (where I had caught the Redfish and many other fish).  The father actually gave me a couple jig heads (red) of some 3/8 ounce -- said mine seemed to be less weight than would be ideal.  I am guessing that they were targeting the spotted sea Trout (and that was mostly what they had been catching in front and around me).

So, I gave it a try today and had not one single bite on the jig head -- while I had a few strikes on my usual rig (but missed them all since I had been keeping my attention on the lighter jig head rig).  PooBah!

I actually couldn't get to the same location I had been yesterday as the point was already taken and the one next to it as well so, I had to settle farther from the ocean than I had hoped to be.  The action seemed to be there on those last two points before the ocean surf reached into Nassau Sound.

Later, in the middle of the afternoon, a young couple (Tom and Victoria) backed their pickup next to me and their little daughter (Cloie) toddled from their pickup and came directly to me with a little toy that had a red spinner on it and handed it to me -- she must have realized I had been spinning my wheels there.  Such a cutie!..Then, she brought me a little bucket with a couple little shoveling devices and she showed me how to dig in the sand -- she was so precious -- you just wouldn't believe it.

They had just moved to the area from Destin, Florida and were loving the area (I didn't ask them what they thought was wrong with Santa Rosa Island -- it's beautiful there).  Tom tried casting for some bait but, seemed to be a bit rusty so I gave him a couple tips but, he still had no luck getting any fish so, I let them have some of mine.  You should have seen little Cloie digging her hands into the bucket to touch/fish out some of the fish -- as she played with the aerator and bubbles.

Shortly after their arrival, I decided to head back to my RV and let the twins have some time outside -- I had fished my allotted time around the low-tide and there was always tomorrow.  And I needed to clean and lubricate my small reel -- saltwater had gummed it up badly.

I left Tom and Victoria what bait I had and then gave him a jump start (his battery was dead) and the music began to play as Cloie sat under an umbrella in a small folding chair -- I bid them farewell and hope to see them again before I leave the area.  I suspect, I will (and hope so).