I have only one thing to thank the TSA for - beer! Because guests cannot take it home, so they leave it in their refrigerators, and then it goes to my designated fishing refrigerator in our Banana Room apartment. And from there, it goes in the cooler and out to sea, with me, and whoever else is accompanying me. And next week, that will be my "bestest" fishing buddy, Matthew Douglas Urich. Well, maybe he is my second best since his son, and my grandson, Jack, is my favorite. Look out Tarpon, Bonefish, Redfish, Mahi-Mahi, Wahoo and whatever else we encounter. Here we come!
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