Tried to get on the water today. Snook season is open apparently. My two stroke ran out of motor oil, and the fish camp didn’t have any motor oil, nor did “the resort.” It turned out to be a decent day just chatting it up with the doctor of fish, Capt. Hud. Some nice people gave me pilchards, I just couldn’t get much use out of them with a boat that wouldn’t get up on plane. Some days are like that I guess.