Fishing

I forgot to mention our fishing luck.  “Skill!”  Rick might correct.  But you’ve got to wonder what a #1 planer, a Tony Acetta spoon and a six pack of beer all have in common.  They all caught fish. 

Rick set up our trolling rod and soon caught a mackerel our second or third day out (i believe it’s called a sierra in the Sea of Cortez).  Later that day i caught another bigger one.  Then, at the Dry Tortugas, while we were at anchor, a commercial fishing boat pulled up to us and said they had run out of beer, would we be interested in trading beer for fish.  So our answer was, “of course!”  And THAT was how we caught 8 yellow tail snapper.   What fun. 

 Now that Reed is aboard...we are definitely in fish.  He didn't even nap after crossing the Gulf Stream all night to Cat Cay in the Bahamas.  He went fishin' while wading, caught and released one baracuda, and the other swallowed the hook too deep to survive - thus our first fish tacos of this trip.  My policy is that we don't fish when we've already got some in the freezer.  Well, we've got some good eating to do.