After Much Pleading...

I talked Conard into going fishing the other day, and although he didn't want to go, he ended up catching a 22 1/2 inch Red. I took a few pictures of it with Dad's film camera before he set it loose again, which I will post at a later date.

Moral: Is there ever a BAD time to go fishing?

Mine Was Bigger Than Conard's!

This is the BEAUTIFUL Redfish I caught today!

(Conard also holding MY fish)

PS: Conard caught his own Redfish, and I don't want to brag... so read my post title. Enough said!