Here’s a common scenario which has occurred many times during the past few months: The morning of your long-anticipated fishing trip finally arrives. With boat, bait and buddies in tow, you head to the launch ramp, get everything and everybody afloat, crank the boat, and idle toward the Harbor while sharing unbelievable lies about past trips and unlikely predictions about the results of this day’s outing. All systems are go for a wonderful day of fishing Charlotte Harbor — until you actually reach Charlotte Harbor, where you find that a stiff northerly wind has churned the waters into a choppy, whitecap-frosted mess.
Now it’s decision time for you and your doughty crew: Do you quash your plans for the day, or do you try to tough it out, possibly by finding someplace out of the weather to fish? Will the ride to your fishing grounds cause any of your crew to become green around the gills, or put you at risk of ending up on the nightly news? If and when you arrive, will the fish bite in this weather? And by the way, it’s chilly and nobody brought jackets.
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