Grand Slam (the real kind)

Saturday David and Peter met me at the dock before the sun popped up. I wanted to pick up a few bass or blues before we went looking. I’m tired so I’ll make this short. The waves were four to five feet and larger in the rips. The wind was a steady 20mph from the south. The guys were using spinning gear. Peter caught a bass, a blue a bonito and an albie amongst a bunch of others. David missed out without a bonito. The albies showed up and brought their appetites. We had a bunch of doubles and singles as well. When David had an albie on I needed Peter to steer the boat into the wind while I netted the fish. Jack was next to us and he had his anglers net his fish. It was an adventure out there today.