We finally spotted Todd Faircloth fishing an island on the other side of a wide shallow flat. He busted out of there before we could idle close to him.
We chased him around a bend where he ducked in between two small islands. He's fishing a patch of shallow grass with a frog. He just caught one that looked to be a keeper. He tossed it back.
Faircloth just boated another keeper. This one also goes back into the drink.
My smartphone drowned yesterday due to the nasty weather. Meisner saved my bacon by lending his phone to me. The battery is nearly exhausted. I'll keep blogging until the phone runs out of juice.