Home is where the heart is...

Home is where the heart is....or maybe it is just where there is a cold beer, a greasy burger and a beach.  We are the second boat in from the bar, but thats ok, we need the excercise.  The beach is across the street, (we have a private section of the beach), and surf fishing there or walk down to the pass for other fishing or if too lazy we just fish off the dock.  Manatee was next to our slip when we got up yesterday.  We hear the music from the bar on weekends, usually island, Florida theme with some old time soft rock in the weekend evenings.  Haven't gotten my grouper sandwich yet, but it will come.  Plan to spend a few evenings watching for the ever elusive green flash, which I have seen twice at this beach.

Here is a picture to prove I am not telling tall tales.

Bones

Content in Paradise