Memories of late April fishing...I hate it when they do that!

[numbskull]

Here's a nicer bar story for ya.

A neighbor used to flyfish for bass/bluefish out of a tin boat nearby. One night near dusk he hooked a large bluefish and as he fought it he drifted between the jetties below a large bluff at the top of which sat the Cape Codder Hotel. They had a bar with a veranda where people sat and watched the sunset, so he had quite an audience. He landed the fish after a long fight and his boat drifted close to the beach while he was unhooking it. As he released it, a waiter with his pants rolled up came wading out his boat with a tray and a glass of champagne sent from above. He toasted them, guzzled it down, and rowed out to fish some more.

[Rob Rockcrawler]

Nice saturday morning reads.

[JohnR]

Speaking of fishing in front of same bar, check with Redlite about the night the remnants of Hurricane Charlie were coming through (wasn't much storm)

[animal]

Saltheart,maybe try a salad.Generally when I fish there,drunk chicks wanna be my friends.(unfortunately,usually I am way too sober for those beasts)

[Sea Dangles]

drink them pretty.

[Mike P]

And whatever you do, don't spend the night, because you're sure to wake up sober in the morning.