I fished the bay all my life with my dad. They were some of the best days of my life. We'd find a good spot, bait up and drop the lines. Then I'd lean back in the seat and catch some rays....ahhhh....I can feel it now. Then....that tiny "tug" on the line!!!!! :aktion033: Carefully, very carefully you start to reel 'em in. You don't want to shake him off, slowly keep reeling in....while you're yelling "GET THE NET!!!"
Then who ever caught the fish got his/her picture taken with their catch. It's funny that it was always the biggest one that got away....why is that?
When the fish stop bitting, we just move to another spot. What wonderful happy days I've spent on the bay.
I tell you there's nothing better than fresh fried flounder right after we dock the boat.
Oddly enough I don't think I ever fished in fresh water.
Thanks Paula - you gave me a huge smile. Oh, my dad is still around, but neither one of us has a boat at the moment :angry: We haven't been out in a couple years.