Yesterday we celebrated Memorial Day Weekend by camping out overnight at Three Rooker Bar, a large shifting sandbar that is a favorite spot of local boaters and anglers. The southern tip of the sandbar separated from the main part sometime during the winter, and has become the power boater’s #1 hotspot because it has relatively deep water to within an easy cooler-carrying distance of shore. I have named it Fiberglass Island.
The sail boaters use the northern tip. Snobs.
But I digress. We went to the southern tip of the main island, across a wadable channel from Fiberglass Island, and set up our ginormous tent, copper fire pit, mini-Weber grill, coolers, folding tables and chairs, etc. We had so much stuff we had to load it into a john boat and tow it behind us. Ahhhh, roughing it. Sad to say it was too windy for the candelabras. It was absolutely beautiful, and by about 7:00 PM, we literally had the whole island to ourselves. The moon was shining bright, the stars were out, and the wind was brisk enough to keep the mosquitoes away.
And the fish were biting. I caught a nice sea trout, and my son Noel caught his first snook, pictured above, a 27” big mamma snook. He was beyond thrilled. The snook took his bait at the stroke of midnight, and the sight of his glow-in-the-dark bobber zipping away from him at warp speed had him screaming. A miracle – none of the tackle broke, and we got the snook up onto the beach for this picture. Oh yeah, and he caught his own bait with his cast net.
The return trip saw The Happy Carpenter make quite the faux pas with the john boat and a channel marker, but the less said about that the better.