Woke up Friday morning to howling wind rocking the coach a bit. Ventured outside and didn't stay out there too long and went back in to nap some more. WInd was hard NW at 15-20 with higher gusts and high 50s temps. Yeah nap time!. As a rinse and repeat from 2 years ago, my buddy Ian was driving over from Central FL for a day of kayaking, etc.
The kids got up earlier as they were heading out to Tampa to meet friends and go to Busch Gardens. I mapped it and was surprised it was 3 hours from the where we were to park no matter which way you sliced it (3 routes all the same amount of time). In retrospect I should have told them about Spook Hill as they took Hwy 60.
Anyway the kids took off around 10:30 and Ian materialized around 11. We headed out, Lucy decided not to go as standing on the SUP with the heavy duty headwind would be tough and neither of us felt comfortable enough with it to take it on.
We paddled the big loop again and saw some but less trout, no manatees, but several pods of dolphins. As we came up to that little island in the middle with wind waves were wrapping around it like a little point break and I caought a nice little one to the beach. We hung out there for awhile looking aound the island and watching the dolphins frolic nearby. They gave us a cursory cruise by when they first saw us. We headed back and got back to the site around 1. Beer and pretzels while the gear dried a bit, then we piled into Ian's truck and drove down to the inlet.
For whatever reason I didn't take any pics, but the surf was a mess and at least head high. The jetty was very wet and we walked out to the end. the Jack Cravelles were biting and there was a lot of action on the rods. In the 15-20 we were out there we saw 3 get landed and they were all over 2 ft long.
We poked around a bit and then decided to head up to get some food at https://www.newenglandeatery.com/
It being cool and blustery, I had the Chowdah, Lucy and Ian had Fish and Chips. We were there in that weird 4PM time and it was pretty empty except for all the senior citizens lol. By the time we left it filled up quite a bit. Last time I went there was about 20 years ago with my surf buddy Ernie and his future wife Sylvia. Luckily this time I didn't have a 2.5 hour ride home.
We headed back to the campsite right at sunset and lit a fire. Ian hung our until about 7 or 8Pm and headed out as it was almost 2 hrs back to his crib.
We checked out shortly there after as the combo of spirited paddling against the wind, a few drinks and not so great sleep caught up to me.




























































