I had the pleasure of being in Cedar Key, Sunday June, 24th.  This was right when tropical storm/depression Debby decided to make her mark on the small island town.  I woke up early Sunday morning to howling winds and a deluge of rain.  Helps you sleep soundly, but it doesn’t help you get the hell out of town.  Check out was standard 11 am, but I would have loved to stay the whole day and watched the madness unfurl.

Sitting outside on the balcony during the storm proved to be a bad idea.  Not only did you get soaking wet, but the rain felt like you were being peppered by a buckshot of rock salt.  Im sure it’s a wet dream for your Jim Cantore‘s of the world, but unless Im swimming or showering I don’t really dig being all wet and bothered. Call me what you will.

I didn’t venture downtown to Dock Street, but after seeing the pictures from The Gainesville Sun, I really wish I would have walked my happy ass down there and scoped things out.  I was worried about just getting the hell out of town before the island was entirely under water.  I wouldn’t mind being stuck in Cedar Key but I better have plenty of cold beer and good eats if I can’t fish or patronize the local waterin’ holes.

If nothing else, hopefully this will recharge the fishing in Cedar Key.  Im ready to start slaying the redfish again.  Here’s a  short video I took from the balcony of the Old Fenimore Mill when I woke up Sunday.