When we had 3 stright days of warm weather the other week, I was telling my boss that it was probably the first chance of the year to catch flounder down in Wachapreague. Well, he talked to his uncle in Crisfield last night, and it turns out his uncle went down to Wachapreague that day. Good news is he killed 'em. Bad news is he didn't know the rules changed. As soon as April comes and we get a couple nice days, I'll be down there. I'm dyin' for some action.
Bill