But last night about 6 pm we walked down to the dock and (kinda shielded our eyes cause the light WAS under water earlier) and low and behold it worked!!! 

Later, after a few a-dult bevs went down and saw a very amazing sight:  Must have been a dozen free-range shrimp hopping about chased by -- lord must have been 20 smallish but hungry trout. 

All we had handy was an old spinning rod with an equally old and UGLY, well-worn DOA white with a red head.

Hooked up a few times then the wife said "Hand me the rod"  (I love it when whe talks like that) but she wanted to fish dammit.

Of course she landed a big one (was a fish dammit) nice trout, fought hard and long (was a fish dammit).  We called it a night.

Welcome back Garbo....

16' Cape Horn Center console.  20' ProLine Walkaround cuddy.