NALT, I hope you survive the rain. Preacher, I hope your back holds out.
Chech arrived in P'cola about 10:30 this morning. We knew it would be way too windy to fish, but we did walk the beach near Portofino, just long enough for our ankles to get sand-blasted.
Then we went to the Mecca; 'Peg Leg Pete's'. Beautiful server Carmen was no match for Chech's sharp wit. She even bought him a beer in defeat. She bought me a pity beer, and a good time was had by all.
We then went to Ft Pickens where we watched about 20 people fishing from the pier on the sound side, and catching ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Made us feel much better about not trying to fish.
We finished the day off at 'TGI Fridays' for supper. The meal couldn't compare to 'Peg Leg's', but the adult beverages went down smoothly.
Thanks to Chech for coming down and bailing me out of the torturous manual labor Mrs 2 was putting me through.