My husband bought glow-in-the-dark bobbers for everyone, but as a coastal saltwater fishing girl, I’d never used a bobber. We kept blinding each other with the cap lights as we swatted all of the bugs and gnats that were drawn to the lights the second we switched them on. We had to use flashlights on our baseball caps for lighting, as the boat lights drain the boat’s battery down. However, my experience was not so great.īy the time the rain cleared, it was pitch black.

Maybe they like the smell of hot dogs?įishing at night is SUPPOSED to be a lot of fun – fewer boats on the water, it’s not nearly as hot, and there’s less wind to blow your line. Wouldn’t you know it – my son dropped a line off of the boat while we were cooking and caught himself a nice-sized catfish. Thunder and lightning aside (yes, I saw and heard both!), we pressed forward and got on the boat around 6 pm – just as the bottom dropped out of the sky and it began raining buckets on us.Īt least the boat was under shelter, so we decided to wait out the storm by grilling up some dinner while listening to the deafening rainfall on the tin roof.

There were a lot of things we could have done with our Saturday night if we knew it was going to rain – like the road trip to Montgomery that I had suggested. Even though fishing is one of my favorite activities, I really didn’t want to spend my whole day planning and preparing for an evening fishing trip only to be rained out. “Does that sound like thunder to you?” I asked. As we parked the truck in front of the bait shop, I heard a suspicious rumble. We’d leave the house at 4:30, drive 50 minutes or so to the dock, and have a few hours of fishing while the sun set.Įarlier in the day, we went out to buy bait and tackle. A few Saturdays ago, my husband suggested a relaxing evening of fishing with our youngest son and a few friends.

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