A line out, floating on a glassy smooth lake.  Eagles and terns again are having much better success in the fishing department than we are.   It is a peaceful, bright morning.  Long before we could see it we heard the roar of the airboat engine.  They are impossible for anyone to ignore.  Kent says he has finally found something he dislikes more than jet skis.  One, two, three of them circled the lake hugging the shoreline spooking up every living creature.  That’s how we came to see the first gators out on the main lake.  One was over 10 foot.  The lake water is already over 70F but I don’t think there is any swimming in my plans.