We got back to the dock, Troy ate the other hot dog after I told him about my slow roasting technique on the deck of the boat( 100 degrees slow roasted in the Florida humidity). Rob and Joe had landed a dozen redfish and half a dozen trout as well. Afterwards, we headed for margaritas and stuffed jalapeños at the Mexican restaurant next to“ the Pearl.” Flip Pallot was having dinner there; that’ s a good sign.
We took an Uber down the road to Port Canaveral to have dinner with Scott and his wife. I didn’ t think I liked oysters, but I guess I do now. Rob learned that the Buffalo Club is a real thing. Melissa and Scott have a newborn and are learning that life is real now. Joe learned that Paprika shouldn’ t be on crab legs. Paul learned that Rob was an easy target( which is sort of an inside joke so, I’ m sorry if you’ ve read this far and don’ t get it, but please use your imagination). We all learned that the Mexican place next to the Pearl doesn’ t have“ to go” drinks, but you can get a drink and leave with it.
DAY 2
The gong rang again at 4:30 a. m., two feet from bed. Melissa offered PB & J sandwiches. We skipped the incredible offer of the gas station hot dogs and went straight to the lagoon. Paul caught a redfish in two minutes. I caught a redfish in two hours. I literally let four redfish spit the hook on me before finally getting it done. Scott was impressed. Of course, we called over to Troy, Rob, and Joe who were landing more fish than yesterday. I