So, with everything lined up, all that was left to do was take the six hour drive through Alabama and into Florida early last Wednesday morning. A funny note to mention is that we didn't stop the entire trip down to go to the bathroom or anything, which I have to say is an impressive feat for P-Dawg to complete. Anywho, we arrived a short six hours later in time for lunch, so we stopped at a whole in the wall oyster bar right on the water to kick off the week. with my brother, my dad and I in Destine and Brad soon to arrive via Destine's rather small airport, it was shaping up to be an epic trip.
That night after we picked up Brad from the airport, we settled at nice restaurant for dinner, ate some nice sea food, had a few laughs and caught up on everyone's lives. (I want to congratulate Brad and my sister, by the way, on breaking ground on remodeling their new house in downtown Raleigh, NC.) Anywho, we went back to our beach front condo to get some much needed shuteye to prepare for our first day on the water.
The next morning we woke up at 5:30 to get an early jump on all the fishing Destine had to offer. First, we had to catch some bait fish to use for our targets later on in the day. We spent about 30 minutes in the bay snagging little herring and hardtails, pulling them in three and four at a time. It was pretty fun, we would cast into a school and just snag a mess of them as soon as the line hit the water. It was pretty cool!
Once we caught our fill of bait fish, we headed to the harbor docks to load up with ice and to pick up fishing licenses that we somehow forgot. Oh well, no harm no foul! We quickly left the docks on our way out to a foggy morning on the Gulf of Mexico.
It stayed foggy for most of the morning but it burned off around 11 or 12 in the afternoon and the vacancy of the fog yielded a beautiful sunny day on the water. We pulled a few fish the first day but Mark, the man with the plan, was disappointed that we didn't "slay" the snapper like my dad and he have done in the past. So at about two or three in the afternoon, the fish weren't biting and after several hours of hot sun, few fish, and one member of the trip blowing chunks over the side, we decided to call it a day and get an early jump in the morning.
The rest of the day was spent cleaning fish, nursing some gnarly sunburn from eight hours on the Gulf of Mexico, and relaxing. We enjoyed some nice seafood and a few beers to end a decent first day of f
We woke around the same time as the previous day, but we were dragging a little bit. The first day had worn us out, but we really wanted to get into some fish. John and I, who thought it was a wonderful idea to fish all day yesterday with our shirts off, were nursing burns with Johnny Bronze's secret browning formula, aka Hawaiian Tropic after sun lotion, and taking extra precautions to protect against that brutal sun. Johnny B went as far as wearing his nicest dress shirt, which was long sleeved, and a sweet hat that John soon dubbed his Taliban hat.
His Taliban hat seemed to work because we pulled a few fish right when we got out on the water. We spent most of the day around this one snapper hole but it seemed to dry up after each of us pulled up a few fish. One thing that was really frustrating about the fishing was that these "trash" fish, as Mark called them, which are those fish that stick to the bottoms of sharks (I think they are called Amore or something like that) kept snagging our bait. We must have caught at least 20 of these beggars and it was pretty agravating but they were punished for being so dumb as to take our bait. Mark had a small baseball bat that he kept on board and everytime one of us hooked up on one of these things, we would pull it in and he would bash it over the head three or four times and rip the hook out. The crazy thing was that they wouldn't get knocked out. So one of these fish we pulled in was a special target for John, who took a two handed home run cut at the fish's head and knocked him out cold. I must say, good show!
Anywho, we pulled a few snapper the second day and some king mackrel that we kept after trolling for the latter half of the afternoon. We pulled in around three in the afternoon and cleaned the fish including a snapper that I cleaned. That was the first time I had ever cleaned a fish and I must say I did a pretty good job. After we cleaned the fish and went home, it was time to relax. Again, we enjoyed some nice food and a few beers and just hung out.
Saturday was our day to relax on the beach and we did just that. We all kicked it with the famous Johnny Bronze, professional tanner. It was a pretty cool surprise. He gave us tips on how to tan without any SPF and how to take severe back burns and turn them into dark bronzeness.
Overall it was a great trip with my brothers and P-Dawg. We got to enjoy some fishing on the Gulf of Mexico, some delicious seafood, and some good times shared. Seeing as how my dad considered this the first annual My Three Sons plus One fishing trip, we plan on doing this again in the near future. Now that I am back from Destine, its time to celebrate the birth of our nation by going to see 311 on the fourth with my John, Katie, and all of John's friends. Should be a blast and I will be sure to post about it in the next couple days. Be easy and take time to smell the roses!
Here are the rest of the pictures from the trip. Enjoy!

