I finally got my 2008 fishing license. Those things are getting expensive. I went to Squidco and Joey knew exactly what I'd walked in for, I didn't even have to ask. That shop kicks ass.
I got my act together later in the afternoon, grabbed a rod that had a Trix Spin Bomb already tied on and went to South Shores Landing in hopes of picking up a fat New Years spottie, halibut or corvina.
I had a good incoming tide, the sun was going down, and I worked every inch of about 200 yards of shoreline, but went home not having felt the addictive tug of a live fish wiggling at the end of my line. In fact here wasn't anything "fishy" about that stretch of shoreline that evening. No baitfish breaking the surface, no boils, no interested birds, nothing. It just didn't feel like the fish were biting. I held out into darkness a little hoping for a nocturnal predator, but it was cold, and my bladder was singing.
So, I have yet to land my initial 2008 fish. Stay tuned.
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