This week ends up being an extremely busy week for all of us at AFC. Several offshore trips this week with bluewater and plenty of wahoo, quite a few dolphin and a few unusuals and mystery bites. However the marlin have eluded us this week, (although the wahoo and a couple of sailfish have cooperated),and we are crediting a full moon and the Braves bullpen with the loss(es). On the inshore front, the bite continues with several good red snapper limits posted, a number of king mackerel, grouper and the like. We had some truly great clients this week, as seems to be the norm for us and we consider ourselves very fortunate indeed. Thank you all.

One of our families this week were a bit late to the marina and the matriarch lamented that they were a bit delayed due to cyclists on route 30A that were riding two abreast and preventing traffic from flowing as normal. Her question, "why don't they just ride on your bike path?", just has to be answered with all the alacrity of a Rumsfeld press conference.

At the risk of sounding like our wives who seem to have to return to the Pleistocene era in order to describe a stop at the gas station, we really do need to provide some history in order to permit the greatest level of understanding. So please indulge us this bit from the Wayback machine.

First...........there were single cells.....which grew into amoebas........(flash forward)......in the Year of Our Lord, 1998, Walton County commissioners...