West Cocoa Chat

Have you ever said, “I need a vacation from my vacation?” I could say that but it would be for a good reason. My friend from third grade, Bob, his son Nathen, Steven, and I have been on a rampage of activity for the last 48 hours. Yesterday we played 18 holes of Golf at the Wedgefield Golf Course. It was fun playing with our sons who are now of the age where then can occasionally out hit their Dads. Actually with Steven it was almost a 50-50 split. If he took some lessons he could probably be a scratch golfer.

This morning we met two of my good friends from church, Chuck and Tim. Both of them work at the Space Center, which as I’ve chronicled in a previous post, allows them each to take “2 guests” fishing on the unspoiled beach of the Kennedy Space Center. I could puff my chest out and regal you with the details of my valiant and victorious fight to haul in our largest Pompano of the day. I could but I can’t. I also had the biggest hit of the day, in all likelihood a shark, which dragged me down the beach as I fought to bring him in. After about 5 minutes of pulling, reeling, and walking, he bit through the leader line thus snatching defeat from the “Jaws” of victory.

One of the Pompanos I caught. Where else in the Nation can you fish in shorts at the end of December. Steven is in the background as well as the Titan Launch Tower. Another closeup of a Pompano. We had 8 fishing rods in the water. Great to see a beach without houses or condos with the occasional Launch Complex.

Steven with the ever tasty Whiting. It was kind of amazing that we were catching fish with the rough surf.

From left to right - Yours truly, Nathen - Bob's son, Bob, and Steven with his redfish.

A closeup of the same picture with the Titan Launch Tower in the background.