Scored this lil feller on Friday, first drop of a live rock bass at the Caballo. The fishing gods must have known I was overdue! Water was nice Friday - went in and trolled by the island, nada, zipped on down to Desombeque and tried six different marks there, nada, then cruised back to the harbor at 35 mph on good water. Saturday? Back to blowing again, so headed up the road with the boat so I can do motor maintenance and other minor tinkering and repairs. Border crossing was a wave through, which NEVER happens when I'm towing the boat -- I must have lived right or something! :p
Way to go Stu. Looks like you had tacos to spare. Friday was the smoothest day of the week by far. After crawling out of bed the wife commented, "Yep, look at the water. You can tell we are headed home." So I was bummed to be going on home that day. Glad your trip home was uneventful.
