After yesterday’s epic catch, we came in for lunch and a nap.
We didn’t recover from the nap.
We all nodded off at one point and when I woke up Ivan was already into the wine. So instead we spent the late afternoon talking about “The one that got away”.
For dinner we feasted on the spoils of our labour – dusted with flour, pan fried and topped off with fresh lemon. I have no pictures because we all dove in like seagulls and ‘cod’sumed all of the fish.
This morning we were up before the wind and took advantage of the calm waters to make it all the way to Regi’s Point.
In keeping with tradition, I caught the first fish of the day. Unfortunately it wasn’t even “breakfast size” (big enough to be worth keeping) so I had to throw it back 😞.
It was slim pickings this morning so we teamed up with a troller that was using its sounder to have better luck finding fish.
To catch cod, you drop your line all the way to the bottom, then kind of bounce the line up and down until a fish bites it. Reeling in the line is kind of like cranking a salad spinner, but sideways – and you have to dry the salad for like 80-180 feet. Reeling in the line with a fish is like spinning a salad that weights 5-9 pounds.
Fishing is a lot like dating…
When you date: you get ready with your best outfit. You need the right shoes, the right hair, and the right accessories.
When you fish: you get ready with all your gear. You need the waterproof outfit, the hat for the sun, and all the right lures, rods, buckets and knives.
When you date: You have to hit the right club / bar. If it’s dead or got a bad vibe you move on.
When you fish: You have to find the sweet spot / honey hole. You use the two minute rule: if they ain’t bitin’, it’s time to move along.
Date: You’re checking out the crowd. You put out a few smiles. You connect with someone and dance for a couple of songs. Then you go to the bar for a drink and find out they’re a douche.
Fish: You throw your line in. You feel some activity going on below. Then you know you’ve got one on your line and you start reeling it in. You’re excited because this one’s a keeper. Then it comes out of the water and it’s too small.
Date: You’re back at the bar, and now you meet someone nice. You date for a long time and decide they’re a keeper. You stay in love and get married.
Fish: You throw your line in again and this time you snag something big. You fight for it and it comes to the surface and it’s a bigg’un. It’s a keeper. So you gut it and chop its head off.
… maybe that’s where the analogy falls apart.
(Or does it?)
I end up with 5 fish and catch an “Ugly Fish” of my own (that’s actually pretty cute though) before we call it a day.
Since we had fresh fish soup for lunch today we have some pork chops simmered in mushroom soup and onions on deck for tonight to power us up for tomorrow’s haul.
So Jealous!!!