I ran over to the Eastern Shore to see in this morning’s sunrise. I ran aground twice but made it to my viewing spot. Put out a couple of baits and enjoyed the show. One rod goes off, then the other. I’m trying to fight two big red drum and take sunrise photos all at the same time.
I thanked God for such an amazing start to my week and put out my full, 4-rod, spread. All 4 rods go down. So, it’s that kind of morning. Somehow, I managed to land all 4. After that, it was just one rod out at a time.
I stopped after 8 fish. I’m supposed to be cranking on tuna tomorrow and my captain will not cut me any slack. Charles Southall says that the best that he can do is some whiskey to help with what the ibuprofen doesn’t reach.
I guess tomorrow it’s a whiskey sunrise.
I only got a tag in one drum. Things were rather hectic. The flounder was tagged at our dock the day before.
