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Cinco
de Mayo
05-05-02
 "Hey,
that truck that just passed us has a rod knock",
laughed The Moose while choking down a couple donuts
from the gas station. Then comes a jeep with a couple
guys screaming and waving at us. Anyway, the picture
above should be enough explanation. So we were a
little late, but I didn't care. We were going to hit
the reef out in the 140' range, but plans changed when
one of us had to stay ashore. I haven't been hunting
since December, and it showed. It was a perfect day,
if you look past the flat tire, and the fillet knife
incident, and the fish spine puncture wound, and the
goober hanging off the side of the boat doing the
multi-colored yawn all day.
You never know what you will find when diving off
Daytona. This looks like a party boat combo if I ever
saw one. I cleaned the reel, and it works perfectly. I
can't wait till next trip so I can rig up something
without a hook the size of Montana, since Dave
wouldn't let me alter his leader.
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