Wednesday, Nov. 27 (from Dave and Ken)...When Dave called and asked me to accompany him to the river this morning, I had just cleared everything off my calendar, so I grabbed a few things and headed to Pungo Ferry. Launched at 8 o'clock and was forced off the water at 11 o'clock because of rain. In those three hours, though, we managed to boat nine keepers, with the biggest running about two or two-and-a-half pounds. The fish were hitting a variety of baits, all of which had to be worked slowly. You also had to be tuned in for the strikes, 'cause they weren't giving you much of a warning they had just bumped your bait. We sat in the truck for a while after getting back to the dock, hoping the rain would let up, so we could go back out, but instead, it appeared to be raining harder. That forced us to throw in the towel, recover the boat, and head for home. Neither one of us relished the idea of getting soaked on a day like this.
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