
Miguel Peligro and I launched the tin can from Glory Hole at 9 AM. Ran directly to a creek arm that has been good to us. Some miscreant purveyors of cheese clogging up the chute so we trolled in and out of the cove. Long slow but relaxing day. Six fish boated one came home for dinner.
“miscreant purveyors of cheese ” You got me with that one…Was it that old red Cuddy cabin, with the blacked out windows?