I got all the cr@p done around the house in the morning, so after lunch everyone was looking around at each other and Christine asks "Boat ride?" to the puff of smoke where I was standing a moment earlier.
We head out to overcast and cool but calm conditions. A few hours cruising rather aimlessly and Matthew wants to go "over to that new island" that is Stagnant Island, so we do. As we are heading back over round shoal Christine's at the helm and we're doing about 4kts so I figure WTH throw out a swimming plug and see what happens.
Thick as thieves the demons were, past few trips, so I am surprised as we troll thru some sweet spots without a touch. I'm showing Jason how to reel in to compensate for the shallowing depths, and BAM! we get slammed. The kids had a blast reeling in cocktail blues for another hour or so, but no bass for us.
I think they're "hooked."
