Fish, Fish, Fish
Ambler Isle
V and S
Sun 30 Jan 2011 16:41
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"How's your comfort level?" asked the Captain as we
slipped through the smooth waters of the cut to the Sound. "Great." said
I. "Too bad, everyone knows you catch more fish when you are
uncomfortable." But the issue was quickly solved as we moved into open
water and the waves grew larger. Maybe 3-5'. The skies were an
unusual gray. Three sailboats, their sails afurl, bobbed on the horizon.
We passed a catamaran, Lunasea. I am sure he thought there
was some lunacy on our wee little boat, too. A black frigate bird,
easily identified by his long tail, soared overhead. We watched him nose
ive to the surface and then abruptly pull back. Since frigates go after
the small fish, who lure the bigger fish to the mahi, we knew we were onto
something. Shadowing the big bird, we soon heard a line scream out.
Three mahi danced on the water as they raced to see who would get the
prize. We had our first catch of the day. If we caught another
one or two, we'd invite Jim and Janie from Pirate, along with
their boat guests for dinner. Maybe we'd just give them a whole
fish. The VHS radio crackled with conversation between two of the
sailboats we'd spotted earlier. "Whoa, did you see that? A dinghy,
you know the inflatable type, with three guys? First I thought they had
rifles, but they turned out to be fishing rods. Out here in nowhere.
What an adrenalin rush." They thought we were pirates?!? Ar Ar
Ar. But three GUYS?!? We were still laughing when we the line again
played out with yet another fish. He fought, he dove, he swam away.
But in the end he was ours. We ate our lunch of ham and cheese sandwiches,
carrot sticks, apple, trail mix, and cookies while we waited for another
strike. The seas rolled a bit more, and the sky turned greyer. We
donned our long sleeved shirts, and finally threw our towel over our legs.
Could we be more miserable? Surely we were due one more fish? But we
would catch no more today. Back at the boat we cleaned the fish and the
boat. Neighbors came by to see our catch. Life was
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