This has been a rough year. Two months ago my 8 year old son Wyatt passed away from a very short battle with cancer. He literally pitched a no hitter in little league on Thursday night, was diagnosed on Saturday and died on Tuesday. I have not stopped crying very often. He was an amazing kid. He loved life, loved fishing, hunting and baseball and he was everything to me. So yes it has been rough. Next Tuesday my oldest son shane and I are heading out on the First String for two days and I cannot wait. it is our annual trip down there from Chico. This was going to be Wyatt's first year to chase pelagic fish and he wanted a dorado bad, he has pretty much caught everything else there is to catch in northern California so he was ready. (that is him spear fishing last year at Catalina) It is going to be sad but I will be with Shane. Anyway, just need to say that this last two months, reading bloody decks and dreaming of fish has been good for me. It keeps my my mind off of the pain and the sadness. Now I look forward to some ocean therapy and hopefully bringing home some fish for the freezer. Hopefully I meet some of you guys on the boat.