Pier Fishing at Pawleys

We got out on the Pawley's Island pier a few times last week, and Jack enjoyed getting to sit up on the bench and help Bud man the rods. Nothing biting on our bait, but a young boy a few yards down landed a nice sized ray, probably two feet wide or more. Jack got to touch it before they threw it back - he reported that it was "slimy - and flapping its flippers." Indeed it was.

Sam enjoyed the outing as well, while Jack passed the time fishing by filling Bud's ear with endless "conversation" - I swear, this kid can really spin a tall tale. At one point as we were walking back, Jack said: "Daddy, Bud didn't catch any fish." To which I faithfully replied, "Son, that's what fishing is all about sometimes." Puzzled and looking as if I didn't hear him correctly the first time, Jack said, more emphatically: "Daddy - Bud DIDN'T catch any fish!"

Sigh. The naivete of youth.


Pawley's Pier, August 8, 2013.


She's Alive! ALIVE!!!

The Whaler Lives:

The Tax Evader stalks osprey and gators in re-maiden cruise following the 2011 renovation efforts:

Dad and Pete took her out to the Black River and Sandy Island on Tuesday, and on Wednesday Dad and I ran down Jericho Creek to Georgetown, and back up the Waccamaw to Hagley Landing. No issues, runs like a top, new seats are imminently more comfortable and moving the gas cans up helped fore-aft balance and opened up room in the back for a cooler and other storage.

Still some work to do to get everything ready to fish, but all in all it was very nice to see her running out over all of that black water. 

*** Update ***

Sid and Alex made it out on the Evader too - cruising the Waccacaw in style:

Some video footage of Jericho Creek headed down to Georgetown: