[Fish On]

In a couple of weeks it will be the 5th anniversary of the best night of bass fishing that I've ever missed. I was very lucky to be able to share some time with the guys that didn't miss it. The guys left just after dark and I showed up late to our spot that night and tried to find the guys on what was most likely a new moon. I made the death march, took a few casts, got hammered by some big surf, took a tumble on the way back and tore a rotator cuff. Turns out I had walked right past them on my way out. Retuning back to the cottage an hour or two later than everyone else, I approached four glowing fishermen relaxing at the picnic table. I asked, "any luck guys? My night was brutal", I added. Tony points towards the cooler that unmistakedly had a broom sticking out the side of it. I walked over to take a look at four very large fish, one being an absolute cow. This was Leo's first of two derby winners and capped off an incredible night of bash fishing. Leo, Casey, Tony and Dennis, my hat is off to you guys. Thanks for the memmories!