Getting ready for Tampa - No Shark Fishing

Yesterday, I had planned to head to the southern tip of Amelia Island with that neighbor who expressed an interest in swimming some bait out to the sharks -- he backed out (I had began to think that he perhaps had a death wish).  So, instead of 4-wheeling onto the beach at Amelia Island State Park at the south end, I headed back to Fort Clinch to try catching something in Cumberland Sound without having to get the Jeep dirty in the sand.



My little island in the sun.

I went there a couple hours earlier than I had planned to fish and only after getting out the pressure washer to wash the Jeep and the Winnebago -- before it got too sunny and hot down here.  Weekend crowds were gathered at the fort and that left lots of parking at the east inlet lot.  Only two other cars were there when I arrived -- two more came in right after me.  The three Asian guys who came in those vehicles had buckets and were headed for the beach too so, I tried to make a point of beating them to the beach and the rocky point nearest the fort.  No need to worry though, they had come to gather some of the Jellyfish out of the water's edge -- to eat??

Lots of people were walking the ramparts of the fort behind me as I hoped for some action at the end of my lines -- only action was from the drifting of the lines with the outgoing tide and current.  No bites and no fish so, I spent some of the time looking for shark's teeth (as I half watched for a bite).  Only one bit of excitement occurred when the re-enactors fired a blank round with that little canon I had seen the day before.  I heard them making the canon ready and I had entertained the thought of dropping to the ground when they fired it (since the canon was pointed in my direction) but, decided I might just break another toe or something else.

After what I guessed to be some two hours, I decided to give up fishing and looked again for a while for some of those little black teeth but, came up empty-handed on that too.  So, I headed back to the campground to give Tiger and Molly the opportunity for a little more time outside.  As you can see, Tiger took advantage of the extra time but, poor Molly just isn't getting the message about wearing the harness so, she just stands at the door crying (runs away when I step to the door and offer her the harness).

Well, that's her little problem.  Me?  I'm tired of chasing her around all the time to keep her in my sight and really don't like missing out on the nice weather and the sunsets.

I plan to fish tomorrow morning and will spend today putting more things away for the trip next Saturday. Good day for a few more of those Gin and tonics -- more time for the kitties too.