2am. Just tied up, ran up for a shower and a couple of things. I'm typing as I'm putting socks on and shirts and rain jackets. The rain is pelting our faces on deck and as we walk up through camp. This weather will not give a break. The last sun we saw was June 22nd-ish.
Still sporadic fishing. The night tide sees some more solid hits; the daytime fishing is sparse. Spirits are high, though, and life is good. The blues on XM sound oh, so sweet about this time of night.
That's about all I have to say right now. I'm looking forward to a cold beer pretty soon downtown and the development of post season plans. But hopefully we have a ton more fish to catch before that comes.
I'm in good spirits; I hope you are too. Off to anchor up and catch a couple Z's - 6:00 am opener on its way.
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