doomtrpr_z71
Senior Member
Starting off a 2 day fishing trip in two separate spots with a last minute notification that your meeting moved to a location an hour away from it's original location should have told me things were going to go south. But I made it through my day and managed to wrap up a little early to sneak out of the office and stay my drive to Tallahassee to use my Hilton Honor points for a room instead of giving my money to Shell island. I managed to make it a single block before this little adventure decided to get interesting. Crossing under the red light I watched my power pole deploy into the road, turns out that bump in the road was enough to blow out the pressure line. After ratchet strapping the power pole to my console I got back on the road and called looking for replacement power pole hydraulic fittings and no marine parts dept between Douglas and St Mark's had them, luckily the hydraulic shop in Valdosta was able to rig up a solution to get me going so big thanks to Dylan and Doug. So I met up with my crew at the Tru and we headed to the Whataburger to grab supper. The Hampton inn on Capital circle is the better choice, the Tru parking lot is not meant for 3 pickups pulling boats but I digress. After getting a game plan together and finding no takers for meeting me at the NWR gate at 6, I set out on my own before daylight.
Knowing it was going to be a sketchy launch, I was pleasantly surprised with how much water was actually in the basin at the lighthouse ramp at low tide on a Friday morning.
But luckily the stott craft can get fairly skinny and I had redfish on the mind and a particular oyster bar picked out.
And God's majesty was on display on the way out
Unfortunately I completely blew it with my choice of oyster bar, I could have swore it didn't uncover at low tide and I was wrong.
and then the fog rolled in
Knowing it was going to be a sketchy launch, I was pleasantly surprised with how much water was actually in the basin at the lighthouse ramp at low tide on a Friday morning.
But luckily the stott craft can get fairly skinny and I had redfish on the mind and a particular oyster bar picked out.
And God's majesty was on display on the way out
Unfortunately I completely blew it with my choice of oyster bar, I could have swore it didn't uncover at low tide and I was wrong.
and then the fog rolled in