Boating; Bait
We got up early this morning and it was already 84 degrees by 6 am! WTF? Snuck down the canal with Cap'n Crrunch's grandson to go catch bait. He's really getting good with the cast net and we wanted to get a load of white bait before the Sun came up. Headed for the Sanibel Causeway with a cup of re-warmed coffee for me and and a Coke for the 'kid.' We were drifting around trying to spot the birds when a a^^hole came blasting through our little group. He had three motors on a thirty something center console. He was looking for greenies because he was going offshore. He stirred the water up so bad that the green bait went deep. I think he was on the receiving end of at least a dozen middle fingers before he gave up and headed West. "Hope you break down, you jerk!" After a half hour the small birds piled up near the last bridge and we took turns throwing on the bait. Our first cast was all of six white bait, two died before we could get them in the bai...