I'll be heading your way to pull some sails out of your backyard. If that doesn't work I'll be taking all the keeper Grouper you fine folks in Monroe County have. It's gonna' be a bloodbath.
Shoot me your number when you get a chance.
Yeah, yeah... you talk a Big game, but over the last Winter Season, my Boss in Naples was laid up in bed for a week (when the cat is away, the mice will play)... and I still missed my chance to ship-wreck your boat on the reefs of Costa Libertaria, as was my fond hope.
Ship-wreck being practically a guarantee, given the fact that it's been eight years since I was piloting the helm... only way I'd miss Costa Rica, is if I was actually aiming for it.
But I'm happily willing to make a fool of myself on Grouper any time you like. Heck, if you really wanna throw away a perfectly good 100-pound line... it's about time for the Marlin to start running...
Cell Phone's in your FReepMail box.
;-) Later....