Learning to fish

We left the campground in Jekyll Island and continued north along the east coast. With no specific destination in mind, we stopped at the Cracker Barrel just outside Savannah GA, and set up camp. We had Nathan's hot dogs for dinner. While there, we got a phone call from Pam, who had emailed us earlier in the day to invite us to her house.

Pam lives not far from Savannah and she is the moderator for one of the yahoo groups for rv'ers that we belong to. So we headed out to Pam's at about 11 pm to meet her. She turned on her porch light and came out to meet us with a huge smile and open arms. We all sat on her porch getting to know each other and Pam asked if we wanted to go fishing on her backyard pier. Pam brought out a bottle of chilled white wine and Mar decided to sit with them long enough to enjoy one glass. Then Mar headed back to Bella, while Bernie and Pam stayed out fishing past midnight.

This was Bernie's first fishing experience ever. Thinking she had caught something, Bernie began to real it in. Getting it up and out of the water there was no way to figure out what it was in the dark of night. Bernie got the flashlight and it showed a beautiful catch of ... seaweed. Way to go Bernie! Around 1:30 am we decided to call it a night. And no, we never actually caught any fish. The fish were safe that night.