C3 Defender Of Killing A Fuckload Of Striped Bass Day - Part 2

The second annual C3 Striper killing day went down two days ago. Just two days after Hurricane Irene ripped thru the East Coast. I cautiously flew out of Seattle on Monday, thinking "shit, what the hell am I flying into" and in 4.5 hours was answered with blue skys, 68 degree weather and no humidity. Drove from Boston to Point Judith RI, thru the traffic in under two hours and settled in with a few of the crew for a beer or two then got some sleep. Woke up at 4:45am (1:45am my time), hit the Dunkin for a mellow "regular" and off to the Mako 2. Craig and Adam from Cutting Edge, Bub, Herb and Ryan from Eastern Boarder, Chris and Bill from the Garden and ole faithful Guido from Civil joined Andrew and I. Huge rollers were coming thru, Captin was a bit haired thinking that we weren't catch shit, and were gonna just get shitfaced. But all that was calmed when the deck hand Elmo, thru the line out and in 45 seconds we had FISH ON! 90 minutes later we had 21 of our 24 Bass limit too. Fucking eh guy, fishing was PISSAH!  We finished the day off with a shit load of fish taco's an a power outage premier on my lappy of Defenders Of Awesome. 

Elmo and Adam

"Slow down Tarzan"

Tank top bro's were always side by side, even in the fishing chairs.

Fishmaster Chris, slayed Ass.  I mean Bass.

Bub and Auger

Skinny fuck, non lifting, barely catching fish guy Guido.  I know, your "admiring" his Coors Light.  Right Guy?

Slaughter

Holocost of fish

No power?  Who care, watch it on a Mac.  DOA, RI bro.