A needle in a haystack search that has yet to produce our quarry. Whew! No easy pickings this time. Maybe tomorrow. Scouring the lower zone top to bottom tomorrow looms large as the final test. We’ll either strike it big, or strike out swinging. And I’m ok with that. 

Braving a biblical deluge late I have to admit the inspiration level at the rail was low. Non existent truth be told. But, on the bright side, a vibrant happy hour in the galley proved far more enjoyable complete with gourmet fixin’s. One has to love these anglers ability to improv any setting into a celebration. Fine job men. 

Again my trigger finger in the handful of big moments failed me. But I did manage to capture this big dude performing a drive by. Enjoy!