I think first is getting Mrs. Crafty into surfcasting after 25 years- I guess she figured if you get tired of beating 'em

, join 'em
The real capper was watching her get into a 6 hour non-stop blitz with me back in August and how she handled it like a veteran - I sure was proud of my bride! And needless to say, now she sees what all the fuss is about and she loves to go along.
Second is probably the memory of wading in a deep tide pool at 3 in the morning walking a low 30's bass around until she recovered enough to be released - and then watching her swim back through the gap in the rocks and into the big surf she came from.
Third's gotta be fishing with Uncle Zeke and sight-casting for tog in the Spring and using slip-floats like it was a trout outing - man, it still makes me laugh

because it worked so well -
Thinking back on it, yeah, the numbers
were off but it was still a season with good times and some really good memories to take a little sting out of the winter -