|I apologize for lack of pictures again, to restate: I lost my camera and all the pictures on it- it's sitting on the bottom of the ocean somewhere off the coast of the cape (more details on that soon)|
So after a decent week and some accumulation of at least something, and by something I mean a couple dozen keepers and a couple fish in the high-teens and a trophy blue, I wanted a change of scenery.
So where to go? I hadn’t seen my buddy Corey for a while, so I decided to see if he’d be around and we could fish the cape. Turns out, he thought we’d have a good shot at some fish, so I made the drive to meet him.
As the sun set, and I was sitting in my car eating dinner about ½ way to meeting Corey, I get a short text from him.
“They’re here. Fish every other cast. Small, but they're here”.
I shoveled my food: It wasn’t even dark yet.