Thread: Well, I did it.

Wish you all the best. Getting old poses challenges. I missed most of my fall trip due to illness. I had another heart procedure done this week and an hoping to fish again later this year.

Sad to hear and this is not only Baldwin county’s loss,…it worse that we will not get any more insightful reports like this gem from a few years ago. Good luck George.

It took me a little while after David left to realize that we were witnessing a rare phenomenon---the huge gouts and plumes of mud in front of the pier were being kicked up by group of Northern Gulf of Mexico Slime Dragons in their pre-mating rituals. Their writhing and kicking and flapping of wings was whipping up the bottom like a giant Waring Blender, creating boils and sending up the occasional bubble filled with musky smelling gas. Occasional dislodged scales would drift to near the surface and look almost like LYs flashing, and on two occasions I saw claws emerge briefly. I am positive that is what was happening, because the mud was only boiling to the top right in front of the pier and occasionally from under the pier, and that's when you could hear the muted, sensuous grunts, rumbles and swishing of their passions.

Only rarely will a group of these muculent creatures come to the surface where they can be observed in their mating groups, and I'm told that this is a good thing, because they perform with an enthusiasm and ability that will cause a deep sense of inferiority in nearly all humans and a few monkeys.

Our best hope is that the sound from Hangout Weekend will drive them away. The bus fumes along Beach Highway are already getting thick enough to curdle buttermilk.

Anyhow, I stayed long enough to see some clear-er water move in, but it was only clear in comparison to the Dragon Plumes. A school of jacks came through with one hooked and lost. I saw an eating size black drum caught, and Norman, fishing his trolley in the draw, had something take off with his bait and cut him off on the barnacles. A suspected shark was hooked in the draw and followed all the way around the octi and back up the draw where it was broken off.

Fifteen knot wind out of the SE and some current out of the east. You already know about the water. There were LYs. Two trout that I know of caught inthe shallows and I saw two flounders being cleaned as I left.

I just hope those Slime Dragons don't go down to the beach off Gulf Shores and come to the surface where their frenetic passions may evoke an echo of response in the semi-intoxicated, scantily clad, nubile young people attending the event. In case they do, do you know where I can get a ticket?

Steve, I fervently hope that there will be more warped reports from my twisted brain. I plan to spend time in GS on the pier, though not as much as in the past. I'll try and rent something off the beach that will let me bring my cats with me. They have been very vocal in their displeasure at not having any fresh fish trimmings for all these past years. They were threatening to have me take them to Montgomery so they could use their powerful influence to speed things up. I refused to take them because a mere state government couldn't withstand what both of them together could bring to bear. I was also fearful that there might be extreme retribution from the bureaucrats in the form of exorbitant taxes on Gotchas and Krispy Kreme donuts, which are vital components to my existence.

Anyhow, that's a free trip through the rabbit holes in my mind, and no matter how convoluted that trip may seem, it'll eventually lead to the octi where I can kill LYs and listen to fishing stories.