peanut gallery. When Paul and I fish, there
is a winner and there is a loser. Scott called
Troy on his cell. Joe and Rob were crushing
it as well. So, it was me and not the redfish.
Luckily Scott’s a patient guide, and talented
at getting his anglers in “hard to screw this
up” situations. I roasted my second hot dog
on the deck and watched Paul land another
nice redfish, or maybe I had caught one by
then? I can’t remember.
I do know one thing. On my first trip to the
Bahamas, a long time ago, Ian Davis told
me, “The people that learn to have the most
fun always do the best out here.” That was
probably nine years ago, in 2007. I am really
good at it now. I think Scott would agree. I
retaliated on Paul. We got into an aggressive
verbal trash talk session as we rotated
spots on the casting deck –each redfish. We
caught a bunch that day, but honestly, how
many fish do you need to catch to have a
great experience? For me, that would be zero.
Gratefully, today, it was a lot more than that.
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