Groundhog day

Since it's groundhog day, I took Phil out to my secret trout spot to do some fishing and check if we would see our shadows.  I didn't worry about Phil seeing his shadow on the way to my secret spot--what with that blindfold I made him wear.  And besides, when you're in the keys, who cares if there's 6 more weeks of winter.  It's 80 degrees here today--again.

My secret spot came through once again.  We caught about a hundert trout.

 

And an occasional ladyfish just to keep things interesting.

 

The trip back across the bay was the same bumpy ride as always.  Phil rode home on his knees.  He said it was because he has a bad back and couldn't stand the pounding, but I have a hunch he might have been praying.