I awake at 11:45pm with a feeling of uneasiness. Maybe it's just nerves. I enter the bathroom and I hear it...the sound of running water. I check everywhere inside the house, then go outside. Yep...the kids left the hose on and our pool is overflowing. The sound of money going down the irrigation drain reminds me that it's time to get dressed, load up the truck with tackle and get my butt over to Tailman's place for another WSB hunt. I have gotten 4 hours of sleep, the wife has picked up the provisions (Pacificos) and made sammiches for us. Even left me a love note. Ahhhhh. I am now going into croaker-mode...soon the smell of sunscreen and ocean air will fully charge my mind as we blast across the channel in the Rubber Ducky in high speed stealth mode. This is as close to feeling like a Navy Seal as I will ever get. Let the hunt begin... :tu: Hoorah!
This post edited by HD 05/16/2008
This post edited by HD 05/16/2008