It’s “season” in Southwest Florida, and so far it’s been a particularly busy one. Anyone who’s driven among the masses on area roads, waited for a table at their suddenly very popular favorite restaurant, played bumper-carts at a bustling grocery store or arrived at a bait shop to find a line of bucket-toting customers extending out the front door, has firsthand experience that a bunch of people are escaping the frigid northlands by visiting our wonderful area. It’s been busy on the water too, especially on the fair-weather days that have been common in recent weeks.
Charlotte Harbor isn’t as crowded as a shopping mall parking lot, but there are enough boats out there that you’ll sometimes find yourself working around other people just in order to fish. That’s why last week, when Mrs. Capt. Ralph and I found ourselves in need of some R&R to recharge ourselves from the hectic pace of the last several weeks, we decided to escape the masses by making a spontaneous visit to the nearby Fred C. Babcock/Cecil M. Webb Wildlife Management Area, simply called “Webb” by most local folks.
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