I ran up to Confederate this morning about 7:30. As I motored even with the first house, I see this fellow in a Carolina Skiff to my left and he's pointing back in the direction I'm going. Since he and I are the only boats I figure he's pointing out where he's hitting fish.
He hollers something and I can't understand it, so I cut my engine and he starts screaming at me asking if I saw the waders.
I look ahead and to the right and there are a couple of guys next to one of the piers. They pretty much blended in with the pilings.
I yelled back that no, I hadn't seen the waders and the guy is all hunched over and seething mad!
I was laughing my arse off by now, and all I could think to do was ask him if he got up on the wrong side of the bed!
I hope the guy got to relax some fishing, he really needed to......lol
BTW if you are wading the channel at Confederate in front of the piers, don't be surprised if people run through there on plane.
He hollers something and I can't understand it, so I cut my engine and he starts screaming at me asking if I saw the waders.
I look ahead and to the right and there are a couple of guys next to one of the piers. They pretty much blended in with the pilings.
I yelled back that no, I hadn't seen the waders and the guy is all hunched over and seething mad!
I was laughing my arse off by now, and all I could think to do was ask him if he got up on the wrong side of the bed!
I hope the guy got to relax some fishing, he really needed to......lol
BTW if you are wading the channel at Confederate in front of the piers, don't be surprised if people run through there on plane.
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