Since then I just haven't felt like going. I guess you could say I sorta lost the passion I once I had, I haven't been kayak fishing, writing or shooting photographs. Trips planned were cancelled at the last minute, mostly because I didn't want to get out of bed. The one thing I'm truly thankful for throughout this whole deal is my family and friends for keeping my spirits up. None more than my friends here at PF. When one of us is down, the others are there to pull us up.
So it was with high hopes that I met Rik, Steve and Dave SOTE for what we hoped would be some Pompano action. Cold, Dreary and Windy is how we were greeted. No Pompano, but we did catch just about everything else. Trout, Spanish mackerel, Ladyfish, Lizardfish and a really nice surprise.
This is how the day felt. Dark and Grey.
But it slowly got better.
The sun finally came out and we saw some movement on a flat within sight of the launch. So after paddling 5 to 6 miles I brought in this beauty of a redfish.
Maybe there is some Hope after all.
