Capt Ron did a great job yesterday putting us to fish. Every drift, we had fish. Sometimes 4 or 5 of us would be hooked up at once. All my fish were at least in the mid-teens or more. All healthy and looking like footballs. I even had a monster blue.
Even my old surfcasting buddy and part-time mate, Chris G., came on with us to bang some fish.
Happy belated birthday, Ron! C u again soon.
