Headed way down south below Chokoloskee on Saturday with MoJoe, hoping that a recent bout of warm weather would kick some life into chilly fishies. Alas, the tides were much weaker than anticipated, and we saw sparse action. (Note to self: focus on tides above all else). But no complaints here. The sky was a glorious blue, birds were about in great numbers, things warmed up nicely by mid-morning and – between laughs about rigging a weedless pickle – we managed to scare up a dozen snook or so on flies and small plugs in God’s Country. With friends freezing their keesters off up north, I’ll take a warm day among the mangroves and run.
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