Evicted

Today started out with a little excitement for Pam.  I had gone down the road to the bait shop to buy some shrimp and chum.  When she started to go up to the bath house, she saw a naked man passed out on the dock next to his boat.  To make it even worse, he had "soiled" himself.  She thought maybe he was drunk or might have had a heart attack, so she decided she would give him a half an hour just to be sure, then call 911.  Instead, she found Tim the dock master, and told him about it.  Tim took his partner with him, and they rousted the drunk, got him back on his boat, called the sheriff, and threw him and his boat out of the marina. 


When I got back with the bait we took the "camper" (Tonic) out fishing.  Not too much wind, so we went out to the reef.  One minute it was twenty-two feet deep, then the next minute, it was over a hundert feet deep.

 

The change in water color is the drop off

 Here's looking back to shore

The water out there is exceptionally clear.  We anchored in about 20', and I could see the anchor hit the bottom.  The idea is that you find a patch reef, go upwind or up current and anchor then drift back over the reef.  I put out the chum bag, and we were quickly surrounded by ballyhoo and other fishes.  I caught about a hundert fish like this.

And a couple of nice snappers that joined us for dinner.