When the water was up enough we headed to the redfish hole. The wind was out of the north, making it difficult to spot fish, and handle the boat. But we managed 5 keeper reds.
Had some things to take care of at home in the afternoon, so we were back on the trailer by 2:30.
My son always has to turn all of our trips into a challenge. He keeps telling me, BEFORE every trip, how he's gonna put it on me. When we got home he went straight to his Momma and cried on her shoulder. His old man put it on him again.
I miss fishing with my son.

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