Anyone else channeling Nemo right now?
After being landlocked in steamy Atlanta (formerly known as Hot-lanta for a good reason) for the WHOLE month of May, I sped out of the city like a bat out of hell Sunday morning. We made it door to door in under four and a half hours including our road-trip requisite stop at McDonald's (where I essentially pay six dollars for two toys and Happy Meals that are seemingly better suited for stuffing in every orifice of my Jeep than for eating.)
After relishing in a divinely delectable and so-Southern meal of Daddy-O's shrimp salad sandwiches and Mother's ice cold super sweet tea, we grabbed our rods, cut up some bait, put some Coke's on ice and hit the dock.
Sharkbait! Hoo ha ha!