Linda and I are in Fort Lauderdale for the weekend while Linda attends a yoga conference. We’re staying at a swanky Westin resort hotel, (cellphone photo) where its not really appropriate to carry a fishing pole around. So I went off premises, and went out on a drift boat this morning with no success at all. But this afternoon, I poked around old Fort Lauderdale, and wound up at Dania Beach where I landed this under-slot snook.
In the evening we had dinner at a divey place on the intra-coastal, where two quarter-million dollar boats had tied up to drink and party. The band was pretty good, but the real show was when one boat pulled out and collided (kind of bounced off) the other. Then we got to watch the two owners go head to head and exchange insurance info.