I love breakfast beer.

In the predawn twilight with my running lights still casting a green and red glow across the bow, my old merc trolling motor smoking and rumbling angrily, the downrigger cables are making that odd ghostly humming sound, my depthsounder screen is filled with baitfish, my first beer cracks open and I am tasting that first ice cold delicious gulp as both downriggers release simultaneously...

Okay, back to reality....