Fished 3mi last night. Beautiful weather, but the tide wasn't doing much. After catching a few skipjacks around the bridge, I went up into the small bayou on the Gulf Breeze side. There wasn't much of a moon or wind, so it was dead calm and quite dark out there. So, there I am, enjoying the silence of the night, when I feel like something closing in from behind my left side. Don't know if I heard it, or what, but I KNEW something was there. At that moment I turn my head slightly left and damn near had a heart attack! Right there...not an arm's length away, is a large white apparition rising from the water...and closing. "HOLY CRAP!...oh wait...it's a swan." This guy was not shy at ALL! Well, we hung out together for a little while. I'm pretty sure it was just looking for some hand-outs, but it was cool to have a little company out there. Eventually, we went our separate ways. Me to my truck, and the swan...who knows...prolly found somebody else to scare the crap out of.