Sunday morning we got all of our stuff packed and set by the car for Lucie to work her magic and fit it all in as only she can. So while she went to work on that, Elliott grabbed the fishing pole and we headed out to the point for one last chance. I was praying that God would let him catch a fish - even a little one. He had been so diligent all week fishing every chance he could, casting like a pro, doing all the right things. Just no bites. Well, on his third cast, he hooks up a 25 inch, 8 pound striper! It was bigger than the one I and my brother caught put together! Ain't that just like God to give us more than we asked for or could imagine! He reeled it in and we wrestled it around to get some pictures. We had to release it as the minimum keeper length is 28 inches. It swam away to grow a little by the time we come back and catch him again.Ashleigh found a message in a bottle detailing a party but it didn't say exactly when or where.
We got underway around 11 and got home at about 6:15. It rained around New York City and we ran into some traffic there but overall we made great time and really didn't have any problems.
It was really, really nice to come to a home that we knew was in good shape. Thanks to James and Katie for keeping an eye on the place and dogs while we were gone. Great peace of mind knowing everything was OK.
Here is a video of Elliott landing his fish:
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