Hell, even I caught a few fish last night. Shutout no more! Of course, no night is complete without totally tearing my jeans on razor wire and almost losing my wallet (twice), losing three rigs to the accursed Green Street pier (I’ll have to write an homage to it one day soon), and dodging the security guard. Even though I got a new phone, the pics still suck.
I swear these are of two different fish and there was a third one I released without taking a picture of since he was a little foul hooked. See everyone tonight to share more lies!