The boats have left and I'm in a truck storming my way from Escanaba to a closer ramp and Todd Faircloth's fishing area.
Given that the temperature is in the 30s, waves are supposedly 4-feet on Lake Michigan and my outboard on my camera boat is 150 horsepower, I like driving this plan.
I do know Faircloth is going about as far as you can go. He has to too. He's got a lot of work to do to catch Hackney and Martens.
It will be sometime before either of us get to the fishing area. And I'm just hoping for decent cell service to get reports back.
Crossing my fingers and glad I'm in the cab of this truck at the moment.