I just realized that I need to put in eight hours of work tomorrow and then I am off for 13 days. Sounds good to me. I didn't catch any fish on the afternoon above, but I'll do better on this next trip.
I emailed a friend who lives down in New Bern, a victim of last winter's lay offs. I suggested he meet us for dinner at the Outback Steakhouse down there. Better yet, he said, come over to the house that he and his girlfriend are renovating two blocks from the marina to grill steaks in the backyard and have a few beers. Life can be pretty good sometimes.