Here's a fish that didn't get away. This is hanging on my Dad's living room wall. I caught this sailfish when I was 13 yrs. old. I came in second for the summer Florida fishing tournament. Someone actually caught an Atlantic sail that was 1/2" longer (so they say). Probably just didn't want to be beat by a kid. :0)
Jim and I always go on the half day boat, the Lady Stuart, to ocean fish when I fly to Florida. This time the water was too cool for this time of the year and the currents too strong. We got skunked. That was a "first."
The boat was full. Jim and I fished at the helm. We had to keep skipping over the anchor, but at least we didn't get tangled (much) with the other fisherman's lines. When I first dropped my sardine, something hit my bait super hard. The pole doubled and everyone got excited. Only lasted about 5 seconds and then it was gone. Bummer. That was the last big bite I had all morning. :0(
If I was only 35 years younger. hahaha This is my favorite first mate, Corey.
This house is on the river. If it was on the ocean it would wash away. I still don't know how it survives the hurricanes. Anyway, it looks like a great PARTY house!
The end. Kids crashed inside the cabin on the way back to port
2 comments:
Hey that Corey....he's so good he can fish with two poles at once:)?
Weather and things related to it seem to be out of the normal range everywhere.
Sweet Corey...blond dreadlocks, big smile, skinny with muscles. Yep, I tip him well as soon as I get on board. He always gives me 2 hooks instead of one. :0)
I notice a current change. They are now catching fish again. Oh well, next time.
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